Conflict resolution...

 
 

I love where we were heading on Saturday morning and I fell head of heals in love with her sweet face.  She felt a little Geisha.  But by late Saturday afternoon it felt like we were in deep conflict resolution and nothing I was doing was working.  I slowly started shaving off her flowers one by one until I was back to her original form.  After dinner I started rebuilding and by the early hours of Sunday morning this is where we ended.  I'm not sure my efforts will save her from returning to the miry clay but for now she is drying and we live in hope that we can find our way home together.  I'll keep you posted how we go.

Me, xoxox