Another Crane

This was taken at a lake in our neighborhood.

Welcome Home

Welcome home. These two words together can evoke some of the warmest feelings, and a home can come in many different forms. This ACEO is made from watercolor paper that has been stamped, painted, secured with polymer clay letters, and sealed on both sides.

Where The Sidewalk Ends

There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.

Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and binds.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.

Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.

~Where the Sidewalk Ends~
the poems and drawings of Shel Silverstein
1974 Harper & Row

Do you know how a certain combination of words can make you feel? These have always touched me from start to finish, everytime :)

Sandhill Cranes

Sandhill Cranes are found, usually in pairs, all over where we live. In neighborhoods, school and shopping areas. This is the third place in Florida I've lived and had never seen them before. I LOVE them and have taken a lot of pictures. These two were in our front yard! They have a wonderful and loud trumpet-like call that we hear mostly in the evenings as they fly low nearby. I read that they mate for life :)