Rain, cold, move in now
Scurry, shoulders hunched over
Umbrellas salute.
Art Prescription: One more bout of Old Man Winter…
My steps and tree frogs
Miniature waterfalls
Only sounds in woods.
Art Prescription: It is too quiet in the woods for a March day. After another wintry weather day, the creek is full and there is a steady drip-drop off the trees. Wet, cold, misty…why would anyone be out bird-watching!! I scan the trees for owls!! Saw a hawk and a cute little Kinglet.
Indecision, SIGH…
The brain wrestles the spirit
One beautiful life.
Art Prescription: Ever not know which way to go? One day this, another day that…back and forth you go. Know but don’t know, don’t know, but know?? What will it take to get the answer? Take it to your journal or sketch pad. Write it out, sketch it out, walk it out…