“my love is a winter’s mist gently dissolving through the window at the nape of your neck.” ― Sanober Khan, A touch, a tear, a tempest Winter
For the second year in a row, I was invited to attend Telling Tales in Balingup as a storyteller. This wonderful literacy and storytelling festival
None among us can weave lace so fine as nature’s collaboration. © Monique Mulligan 2017 Between sessions at Telling Tales in Balingup (Balingup, Western Australia)
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