By the old home place

The trees look big, the house small

Childhood memories.

Art Prescription: Funny how we remember things so much bigger when we are young.

The tire-swing on that backyard tree was still working. Banana seat bikes parked on the patio with chalk saying, “blue-racer.”

The stairs from one-split level to the next. Huge.

Wax crayons with water in my art journal: