My friend, I love how you color outside the lines. And the sentiment in this poem and the art from you and the girls, I am blissing.

When I got to the girl’s piece(not that I didn’t return a few times to yours! I so did do that and love the mental and wood creativity) I then went OMG. Why do I look at what the girls did and feel some unexplained connection? Because I keep staring and smiling.

A few years ago, my only ONLY attempt at making anything with paint(and I promptly stopped, cause not my thing) But the pic below prob shows a part of the reason for my fascination with the girls effort( oh wow, do those girls ever take after their Mom!)