Friday Morning

Good Morning. Me and the hubby are off for the weekend. We are going to go to places I have never seen before. As an artist, I love that, just like my poem about being lost, when I go somewhere new my senses are awake and focused for all the new stimuli.  As one of my art teacher's used to say "You've got to fill the hopper." What the heck is a hopper? you say. Well I will tell you, from Wikipedia:

• A general term for a chute with additional width and depth for temporary storage
• Part of a combine harvester 

I hope to come back with a full hopper.
As for my current creative work, yesterday, I made a home made card and envelope for my friends wedding. Then I went to the green in the middle of the city and watched the squirrels play, while I was watching them, I imagined what there voices would sound like and gave each a personality. Funniest part was when three of them found a treat at the same time. All of the sudden they went separate directions and put there backs to one another so they could be greedy alone.
Cheers I will see you when I return.
Spring