Crying over spilt milk. Two cups in front of you are poured out, emptied. The sorrow is palpable, because something precious and good has been lost. Yet, at the same time three cups… Continue reading
Two cups have fallen or been knocked over, their contents spilled upon the ground to run away into the dust. Three others remain upright, but ignored. While it’s true that something unfortunate has… Continue reading
Full Flickr set of photos. The Five of Staves from Nancy’s perspective. Stephanie’s recollection of the Five of Staves.
When is a battle not really a battle? What’s the line between playing and fighting? The Five of Staves is a playful sparring. It’s competition, no doubt about it, and everybody wants to… Continue reading