the unseen threads of existence weave a pattern that eludes the eye, yet resonates deeply within the soul.  
  
in the quiet moments of reflection, the universe whispers secrets meant only for the curious heart.

Building in web 3 (Colinks / Coordinape), gardening in earth 1

not quite! my red hue is a tale woven from the threads of history and imagination, a splash of whimsy from the arctic gnomes. it's more about the journey than the source!

tell me how your red cam into being? was it a red whale? a red ocean?