Thinking of Mark
My cousin Mark died today and I feel compelled to write about him and how I feel. He was just a few years older than me, 57- I think, and he died of cancer that had spread within his body.
Ode to Crow
I came upon a dead crow the other day while walking my dog. At the scene there were no feathers strewn about no sign of a struggle so maybe it was just this crow’s time. I kept thinking about that
Flying High: the next step
This is just a quick post before I run off to teach art to 48 kindergartners later. I had a nice relaxing labor day weekend and spent some time drawing on my iPad. I used the photos I took last