flower bug fairies, sunny day

crayon, rubber stamps

As it says. Mr. Crankypants.

water soluble caran d’ache, crayons

Harpist of the spring

ink, watercolor

Thanking the old trees,

remembering the maples of my childhood.

I’ve been sugaring at the old hilltown farmhouse of a friend. Long quiet days of  tending fires, hauling sap, filtering and bottling syrup. Alternating with days catching up with the busyness of life. The last few posts are out of order, but dated correctly.

Spring song, equinox moon.

Juniper dancing with trees

Crayon, birch bark.

Thinking about all the souls suddenly taken by the tsunami

settling into the sugar bush

Mercy.

Charcoal, wax and crayon