Between Two Rivers

House of Heart

The dreamerswalk among us . . . and so do the dreamed.

Maggie Stiefvater — ” Call Down the Hawks”

They circle the trees by the river, darting through and above the branches. Spotting us they rise like a cloud and swirl on the current like fantastical beasts of air and feathers. Forming a dense echelon they darken the earth below them. At night they seek refuge in the crowns of ancient trees instinctively aware they are near their destination. At dawn they take to the heavens again, mission bells calling them home.

Old Mission Painting - San Juan Capistrano by Mary Giacomini

art by Mary Giacomini

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