“slipping the leash, returning to the source…”
The 64 year-old birthday girl sits captive to the ticking of an antique clock. Time opens; it flows as a mighty river, singing of life and freedom – her epiphany.
The 64 year-old birthday girl sits captive to the ticking of an antique clock. Time opens; it flows as a mighty river, singing of life and freedom – her epiphany.
