I’m having so much fun playing with watercolors, even if that mandarin looks a bit squashed.  I’m discovering that things don’t have to be perfect to be enjoyed…

and this is the beginning washes for another one I’ve started – lots more to go for this Kaipara fence-line.

Still plugging away with this one – learning patience (and not to get too hung-up on the housework).


A response to D’verse poets to write something that ignores the rules of grammar – so freeing…

out leaving full stops
over easy but commonly needing
mixed metaphors on
a coloured background
gives words summer sun
and mills winds
on blown hills
there rabbits run fastly
in blue ocean deep
and sucked in wind
where climbing is steep
so grows the corn

(Van Gogh’s View From the Wheat field)