
A spring afternoon, sitting writing in my studio and getting lost in my thoughts, I happen to look up and I am blessed with this view. Nature is so beautiful.
Here's the thing; fifty years ago I would have been running across the field, desperately try to get to the end of the rainbow. I was told if I could get there, I would find a pot of gold !!!
Maybe the only treasure that can be found, is actually the wonderful planet that we live on.