Sunday, September 14, 2014

Helplessly Hoping

So once again this week I am waiting patiently for one of those dramatic skies, a chance to flex my paintbrush and show myself what I can do. But alas, this week hasn't offered much other than some soft wisps. And beautiful as they are, I'm longing to throw down some crimsons and orange, teals and purples. So my tools sit at the ready on the leaf strewn deck...waiting.


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    1. Of course I know that. You were brought up right. You are my child after all!!!