The above title was the most exciting thing any physics teacher ever told me; once heard this has resounded in my life, every so often resurging - as energy itself. The breeze, swirling gently around the Dandelion clocks, not only gathers up and sweeps the seed away to it's new destination but brings fresh air - a wind of change, of the 'next season', the future on it's way.
This blog is a journey on the theme of Journeys. Each step of the way, each cutting and placing of a row of tiny tiles constitutes for me, stepping stones of personal journeys; not only to the completion of each large panel but symbolically in the 125 years of the Gladstone Rd infants, their school and personal development, which includes my own.
Dandelion and Bee progress: The worker honey bee with her (bee line) flight trail behind her and her head stuck firmly into the pollen of the Dandelion has (partly because I am a bee keeper) taken on a more personal significance.
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