My head is often in the clouds, I can be considered to be headless most of the time.
It's almost a cold, windy, rainy day everyday. Hearts. Feels like special days, perfect for New Moon season, and no sun to penetrate your skin, burn you alive. Can this continue forever and ever? It will be almost beautiful and magical everyday.
I was silly not to appreciate coldness earlier. Coldness is actually a sort of comforting beauty, it sharpens your thoughts, clears your mind, inspires senses, blurs numbness and pain.
Perspectives (taken during preparation)
Introducing Cheeky, Grad. Bear: a bear who looks like a mouse.
Mister Gurly: *peeks suspiciously*
Cheeky: Hello hello.
Mister Gurly: Who are you?
Cheeky: I'm her Graduation Bear. *big grin*
Mister Gurly: *grumbles*
Cheeky: Hey bro...don't worry, she still loves you.
Mister Gurly: Hmm...indeed you're cheeky.
Mister Gurly: *holds hands*
Cheeky: *sigh of relief*
*happily ever after* Notice the cheeky smile.
Didn't shift the subjects, except for last picture. Different takes, different angles. ☻
My two more alive soft toys (the rest unnamed,blanked in wardrobe).