Every muscle in his body is in slow motion. Deliberate. In snail-like fashion, he meanders down the path to the … More
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if November could speak – watercolor
It would say… “Snuck up on ya, didn’t I? I’m not all gray and dreary, look, I still have a … More
snow stripes and snow falls watercolor
In the country where corn is cut snow settles in stripes equally measured In the country where snow falls not … More
Quiet Country watercolor
In the sky mostly blue, a touch of peach meanders through. Softly. In the trees mostly bare, prey moves slowly … More
Autumn Waits Not – watercolor
It wasn’t there and then it was. Or more likely, I was too busy to pay attention. Autumn. The season … More
Salt in the Air – Watercolor
The persistent waves become my friend. They do not take a break. They roar gentlyA constant reminder of their presence … More
Flying Drop of Sunshine Harvesting – Watercolor
He harvests.When needed, nourishment.He has no currency…Nor concern to buy and sell.Provided forministered by and loved.Just like you. Friends, take … More
That Pine Smell Though – watercolor
Saturated. The air was so.Soaked with a thick and glorious pine aroma. I swam in it. Soft was the carpet … More
Swallows and Striders on the Fox River Watercolor Sketch
As the river flows A flight of tree swallows swirl. Zooming up, down, sideways fast. But the water striders below, … More
Windy at the Lake Watercolor and Nature Journal Club
Hearty winds whip across the lake, Kayaker struggles. Seagulls hover in the air, Clouds race above. Reflections can’t form in … More