Still Foggy-A Matter of Perspective

You know, how you see the world and life IS a matter of perspective.

I joke to say that I feel like an aboriginal/indigenous person in the Amazon Rain Forest because

I am surrounded by trees. I like green. I love the sky. Good thing I do. . .

I stand on my back deck and this is what I see. What you do not know is that I am

aiming the lens straight down a very steep mountain.  The River is straight down there.

We can not see it from here during green months unless we hike down.

I finished reading a couple of adventure biographies recently that are set in the Amazon and

the story of Stanley and Livingston in Africa. I love Isak Dineson because she lived and tried to

make a life in Kenya.

I guess I am truly a romantic at heart.

I love to read about a past time for the same reasons, I guess.

I am allergic to grass and trees. Pretty funny.

But all in all I love this life. I miss my walking buddy.

I guess this can be a very dangerous place. I am going to try very hard

to not be afraid and continue on as before.

I am having trouble finding my art spirit, right now.

Below is a photo I took this morning of things I have been doing recently, but I can not

work on this right now.

Georgia O'Keeffe is in the upper left corner. I love her too. She had an art
spirit like mine. The portrait is from a photo I found somewhere and I did the
thread painting of that. Kings X pieces are here, too;
This place is  my King's X.

Thank you to those who have written to me about Jilly. I appreciate it very much that you care.

Hugs to everyone!