Here's one from the archives. This lovely woman taught at Juilliard, and when she attended our Pen Women meetings she would treat us to a concert. Pen Women is a National organization of writers, artists, and musicians, chock full of talented women.
We were on the Pineda Causeway, crossing the Indian River, when we saw this. It looked the same in every direction. Hurricane Idalia was raging on the western side of the state, and we got this. We were very lucky once again. Other parts of Florida were not so fortunate.
There is nothing like painting while sitting on a rock by a stream with the peaceful sound of the water trickling by. A few yards downstream this becomes a surprisingly big waterfall.
Grapes are so versatile. Look what we get from them: grape jelly, grape jam, grape juice, vinegar, wine, and raisins; and of course they are delicious just as depicted here.
It is thanks to my sister that I have traveled so many places and walked so many miles. We have never had a cross word, but we have on occasion laughed until we cried. I made her this little Zine for her birthday, and it brought many happy memories.
I saw these old trucks when visiting friends in Crawford County, Indiana, a place which is pure Americana. It has rolling hills, forests, the Ohio River, rusting vehicles, and very nice people. It also has a vibrant arts scene, I'm happy to say.