what do I see.
A bee, feeding
on the lace of flowers.
An old tree
sharing food and shelter.
I see swallows
soaring through the morning
and evening skies.
Two stay behind
begin their beginning.
The sea kisses the shore
never tires of her.
The osprey, the wind
meet and dance.
The clouds
stroke the mountains.
I see the sun
and it watches me
as I wander.
I love working with all types of materials. I intimidate myself easily so it is sometime hard for me to begin a new project. I am so not computer literate but I am trying to do better.