Sunshine, this is one of those images that just didn't translate once I uploaded it. We'll have to wait for the cottage trip in order to give you a proper showing in all its glory. Sweet dreams my dear. :-)
Well, you know the Poppet. Persistent if nothing else. I uploaded the original PNG file, which blogger usually converts to JPG but for whatever reason, this time it didn't. The image looks so much better now and much closer to what I intended.
Hold it in your hand and let the glow illuminate the hills and valleys of your countenance. Now kiss me and say you dreamed of me all night long.
Thank you Deb. I'm using a script called Dragon Eggs to create these last couple of images. If I had the render time, I would do a whole collection and you might just see a few more here too. I think they are all so gorgeous. :-)
I hardly know what to say, it is that pretty. I feel like I want to stand inside of it, just past those frosted glass panes and see it from that perspective. But I like what you said about being able to pick it up and to be able to cradle it in ones hands, it looks so delicate and secret and soft. So very, very pretty, more than my words. Love it.
Thank you Sweetest. I did this one with you in mind, standing before the picture window shortly after dusk with a storm brewing on the horizon. We stand together, orb in your hands as the light floods the living room with the pulse of hearts beating as one. Hold it, hold me, hold us. I feel complete.
You know that knowing that I can only love it all the more and who'd have thought that would be possible, in itself it just draws every ounce of my admiration. To stand before the window with the spectacular view that we would find there, with this in my hands and you by my side, I'd be covered from all sides in beauty pure and rare in its completeness. That's some thought, some gift in this image and that and I thank you most kindly. :-) You, poppet, are the sweetest bitch I ever did see, and that's the whole truth.
Now git over here, so I can show you properly how special you are, how touched I am. :-)
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Sunshine, this is one of those images that just didn't translate once I uploaded it. We'll have to wait for the cottage trip in order to give you a proper showing in all its glory. Sweet dreams my dear. :-)
Well, you know the Poppet. Persistent if nothing else. I uploaded the original PNG file, which blogger usually converts to JPG but for whatever reason, this time it didn't. The image looks so much better now and much closer to what I intended.
Hold it in your hand and let the glow illuminate the hills and valleys of your countenance. Now kiss me and say you dreamed of me all night long.
The Original Sweet Bitch Poppet :-D
I don't know what you're doing here Trée, but these images are fantabulous! You elicited a WOW from me when the page loaded.
Thank you Deb. I'm using a script called Dragon Eggs to create these last couple of images. If I had the render time, I would do a whole collection and you might just see a few more here too. I think they are all so gorgeous. :-)
I hardly know what to say, it is that pretty. I feel like I want to stand inside of it, just past those frosted glass panes and see it from that perspective. But I like what you said about being able to pick it up and to be able to cradle it in ones hands, it looks so delicate and secret and soft. So very, very pretty, more than my words. Love it.
Thank you Sweetest. I did this one with you in mind, standing before the picture window shortly after dusk with a storm brewing on the horizon. We stand together, orb in your hands as the light floods the living room with the pulse of hearts beating as one. Hold it, hold me, hold us. I feel complete.
Morning darling. Coffee is on. :-)
You know that knowing that I can only love it all the more and who'd have thought that would be possible, in itself it just draws every ounce of my admiration.
To stand before the window with the spectacular view that we would find there, with this in my hands and you by my side, I'd be covered from all sides in beauty pure and rare in its completeness. That's some thought, some gift in this image and that and I thank you most kindly. :-) You, poppet, are the sweetest bitch I ever did see, and that's the whole truth.
Now git over here, so I can show you properly how special you are, how touched I am. :-)
Now you are talking my language. Let me grab my stetson and I'll be right there. :-D
My goodness, this is awesome..the color is just so lively..thank you
Thanks Frieda. I knew this one was special as soon as I created it. Thanks for your kind words. :-)
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