lines...circles...dots...

.... and of course, COLOR !
What floats in and around my brain ...

color, texture....movement

me & my shadow ...
and the footprints I left ...

sweet baby ducklings & beautiful Lake Winola
Love this place, it has inspired me many times over.

Volunteers
I asked my daughter if she'd planted these.
No, they just grew up out of the window well.
My Dad planted Morning Glories as a screen
on our front porch yearly.
Nice memories.
Love twisting vines and the tight spiral of the buds.

My daughters accent chair ...
I've seen this many times but this morning the light caught
the lines between the buttons just right.  And for some odd
reason, I was drawn to the way the sides lines
run off and around the edges.

An odd dance of misty polka dots
on the backdoor screen.
Not to mention the wonderful refection of my son. 

"Tumbled"
Just a peek at something new playing on my canvas.
Everything I see soaks in and becomes
something!