A boat, beneath a sunny skyLingering onward dreamilyIn an evening of JulyChildren three that nestle near,Eager eye and willing ear,Pleased a simple tale to hearLong has paled that sunny sky;Echoes fade and memories die;Autumn frosts have slain July.Still she haunts me, phantomwise,Alice moving under skiesNever seen by waking eyes.Children yet, the tale to hear,Eager eye and willing ear,Lovingly shall nestle near.In a Wonderland they lie,Dreaming as the days go by,Dreaming as the summers die;Ever drifting down the streamLingering in the golden gleamLife, what is it but a dream?
-Lewis Carroll
It's been awhile since I posted some vintage images; I'm hoping to do more of that again, soon.
These are by the Spanish illustrator Francisca Gallarda Garos. Enjoy!
Fairy godmother, magical glitter dust keeper, story teller, dreamer, and artist.
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