Saturday, March 3, 2012

Sandhill Cranes

I heard them first ~their joyous voices drifting down. Looking up, I saw their sunlit wings.  Lines and lines of winged messengers flying north. Spring is coming....

I am hanging in the Suter Creek Gallery now.  I am spending every Sunday there until we get another co-op artist who is willing to share working time.  I love it!

All is well....

1 comment:

  1. Wish the gallery were close enough to visit! Do you also have an Etsy shop?