She threads herself through the space between the arm and the chair. She lies on the seat and stretches her feet up the back. Now she's facing forward. Now, with head hidden completely, foot kicking, she is almost still. We are coming down on the far side of summer vacation - soon the bedtimes will come earlier and no one will sleep in - but school is still more than a week away. For now, we let ourselves stay up a little too late...
Great drowing, I remember doing this and watching my daughter so this...Thanks for the memory...
I visit daily, seeking a breath of fresh air, finding it in the stories told by brush and by words, small reminders to accept my blessings and keep shaking the tree…
Thank you.
Thank you both so much for your visits and kind words... It's a delight to know that the work connects so with others.