As I was sitting at my desk, contemplating what to write about the hawk flew out of the west and landed on the limb of the tree right outside my window. He stayed just a short while but it was incredible to see him so close.
I am who I am, uniquely me. Always learning, continually changing my course and usually in the midst of creating; whether it be bridges between spaces, a good cup of coffee or tea, gardens, secret spaces, stories carved from days unfolding or memories pulled from a dusty shelf, mixed media art or repurposed pieces. I wander through all with wit, wonder and faith sprinkled with occasional sarcasm and sass.