When things start to fade

Trees are ready to take rest

Few make last effort.

Art Prescription: Finally with some cool nights it’s looking like fall. Red Maples are turning, and leaves are falling. A single rose blooms.

Just so wet and cold

Even dogs don’t want to walk

Leaves bend with droplets.

Art Prescription: Cold is one thing, wet and cold is another! I’m so thankful on these days that Finn is so well cared for at Blue Skies of Mapleview.

I walked Austen for my neighbor. His favorite part was drying off.

Watercolor sketch:

Please hold on to hope

The look in a loved-ones eye

Know what you can reach.

Art Prescription: In a world full of need I ask myself what can I reach?

Art Journal:

And still pink color

As jackets and gloves are found

Pumpkins adorn porch.

Art Prescription: Oh I do love a crisp fall day! Took my boy Finn on a trail ride. Blue skies and open fields.

Art journal watercolor pencil sketch:

Then two roads diverged

A Great Horned Owl calls out Who

You answer with Why?

Art Prescription: Life is always asking who are you and why? Both of these answers should be about what makes you happy. What fills your soul? Gets your “aha!” attention.

Temperatures dip

A few wildflowers brave cold

As fall takes over.

Art Prescription: Reliable asters…

Expecting mother

Round with hope and joy and new

My friend is grandma.

Art Prescription: I think she wants to be called “nana.” First grandchildren often decide the name.

Here’s my almost finished baby name. Just need to put final glossy protective coat on.

Five day get-away

Westward to NC mountains

Fall wildflower hikes.

Art Prescription: Lots of birds and fall wildflowers.

Collage and watercolor pencils:

Stands still in the sun

Patient with eight year old kids

A birthday party.

Art Prescription: I’m so proud of this boy.

Wet, rocky, incline

Smokey, pepper, smell, galax

Three hundred sixty.

Art Prescription: I’m back from Asheville.