What makes the desert beautiful is that somewhere it hides a well. -Antoine de Saint-Exupery

to everything there is a season turn sam baker all night rain fell even through this morning slow and steady gray thunder muffled above...

Acrylic on paper

Thanks Steve for the photo

Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never stops at all. -Emily D....

thanks C

remembering another time acrylic on board

Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end. -Seneca