In a few hours I will drive to the airport to pick up K and her dad. They are coming back from a week long vacation in California. I spent the week with flowers and frogs. I don’t know how many people would do what I did this week? I suspect most people would be afraid to admit it. Society can be cruel. What kind of person spends their free time in the woods with the frogs and toads? Certainly not the kind of person who has their head screwed on tight….at least that’s what some people say. But, I don’t care. I would rather be knee-deep in muck with the frogs than surrounded by Abercrombie or Fitch. So this week I took my sketchbook and my pencil into the woods and worked on a project for my niece. No cameras, no phone, no distractions. Yes, I came out of the woods with a design. But, I came out of the woods with something else too. It seems I have fallen in love with frogs. I’ve decided that prison life is not for me. When I am eligible to retire in 7 years….I will walk away from life behind a desk and spend the rest of my days where I was meant to be…outside. For starters I plan to enroll in the Master Gardener Program this fall at Hidden Lake Gardens. Gardener by day, printmaker by night…what could be better than that?
The Heron 
What could be better than that? Nothing. Sounds idyllic.