A Pheasant for Your Thoughts
Life in a Crepe Paper World
Mira made her first crepe paper flower when she was three and needed a distraction from the atrocities of life. Her aunt gave her, along with a pitying look, the seemingly sound advice to go find some healing in the beauty of the flowers. Mira headed toward the gardens, but stopped short in the doorway when she realized no flowers would be there after what happened. Before she turned away to go make her own crinkled version, she glimpsed a single pheasant standing in the barren plot.
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Calista Marchand-Nazzaro
Always learning and always evolving. I’m a creative, an idea person, a thinker, a dreamer, and working on being a doer. Many interests. Varied content. Food. Sustainability. Comedy. Poetry. Music.
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