Wednesday

Somedays are not for meant for a paint brush on canvas, or paper, but rather soaking in our world, created by the greatest artist. I am really enjoying this beautiful pre-fall weather. I've been gardening, attented a neighborhood night-out gathering last night, and just paying attention to my surroundings this morning on my early morning stroll. As an artist, I love to pick up a fresh new canvas,my favorite paints, and brushes and "go for it", but today, my canvas is my mind, my eyes are my brushes, and the paint is already there,right where it should be.