Is there a way to describe the Golden Gate Bridge? To describe how it caught my breath as I glimpsed it down the street I crossed seeing it for the first time? Maybe it was being somewhere new and exciting. I don’t know. I do know the explorer in me was awakened. Perhaps it’s the...
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Now no one have a heart attack or anything. I scrapbooked. Can you believe it? I’ve been wanting to get started on scrapbooking this trip I took almost 3 years ago with my sister to San Francisco. I’m ready to go back. I’d hop on a plane tomorrow if I could. But alas scrapbooking these...
I had to wait to post our latest art here since the paintings were Christmas gifts. This first one I did for my parents. It’s of a little building that used to be in a field on my great grandparents farm. They called it the cotton house. I’m also posting the photo of it below...
