drip, drip, drip.

The snow is melting of the roof, i sit on the porch and listen to the drip and the chickadees, i saunter in the yard and truly i am very content.

Up-side down icicles.

I actually was painting my art on the porch, well now that is a wonderful thing to do for me. Since starting to paint i have wondered about that, because really i am not one for staying indoor much. When i just started painting, i had to have everything just so, to be able to do it. I couldn't really have done it outside, without having everything set up just so. Today i just took whatever i needed that moment, easy as pie.

So i will have my exposition this Tuesday. I am pretty proud of myself. And you might wonder how come she is trying to sell her art and not even being that good :)
Well i have to thank my dad for that trait. He was very intelligent and handsome to back up his confidence in stepping out. As a child i didn't know he was intelligent or handsome, but i did admire his outgoingness, never afraid to show himself. Being able to communicate with anyone and being well loved for it. So here i am, without the good looks etc., outgoing nevertheless. Isn't that great:)

I also throw words around that i barely know. -to saunter- (did you notice?) i just learned that this morning, from TUT, messages from the Universe that i get over the Internet.
(i'll try to make a link, because they are quite neat)
Anyway i wanted to use that word right away, because
I LOVE TO SAUNTER. well you know that.
TUT