A writer friend Abigail, called today. She had been inspired to write a poem after seeing one of my older postcards that I had displayed in my gallery. Most of them are not for sale as I consider them my journal, and she had asked to have a copy of it and another one that spoke to her. I said I'd scan it and send to her. And since the scans are right on my desk top and I haven't had a paintbrush in my hand today since I'm getting ready to go to Juneau for a couple of days, I'm putting them here. They were done in January 2006, before I started blogging.
This is pretty much how its been looking off and on since I got home from California, though its been raining more often.
My note on back: "1-9-06 I walked at the duck pond and these 7 swans were there. sketched in the cold and painted when I got home." It must have been warmer than usual, because the pond is usually frozen in January.