A bit of faux batik here – not a new one but one of a batch I stamped and ironed a little while ago, ready to go. I simply sponged on some Adirondack inks, then stamped (and embossed) the flowers and the verse.
Ever felt an Angel's breath in the gentle breeze? A teardrop in the falling rain? Hear a whisper amongst the rustle of leaves? Or been kissed by a lone snowflake? Nature is an Angel's favourite hiding place. Terri Guillemets