Watching time go by with a painting a day and showing others where to look.
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Saturday, August 2, 2008
I've been spending too much time in the car... and not getting enough sleep. Here I was, sitting at a red light when I looked over my shoulder and saw this tree. I felt as though it had whispered to me. We had a conversation and then I took a picture. Don't know why I am posting it to my blog- except to share the possibility that the Muse strikes in the oddest forms. Soon this tree will be in a painting...or a poem.