when words fail me, which is often, I paint. When words work for me and are available on time, I am surprised.

Friday, September 26, 2008

Life is but a Dream

We have rain, the air is cool and smells soooo good! we sleep under an open window.The level of relaxation this creates in me, right now, today, there is much to post about. . . Lot's of cool stories, much more upbeat than my normal melancholy self, like psychic dreams, seeing Brad, getting a mandolin AND a ukulele, the creation of the merchant kickball league- but I just don't. feel like posting right now, too relaxed in this cool, damp and green mood
Maybe later- love ya-

1 comment:

Jerri said...

So good to see your name in the comments. Hope all is well with you.

Miss your shining pixels here.