'Quiet here, under the cool crisp blanket where the crimson splash of me rests, content. The sky is pale and floating softly about my ears, down across my withers in a vail.
Here in the quiet I can collect myself; condense again after greetings, meetings, falters and friendship. I am warm and kind, a poppy refusing to sleep so I can wait to greet the first snowfall.’
Art and short poetry for the lovely doe character Jettem, from TEFc. Click the image for a larger, less fuzzy view.