I start out for a stroll, with skies of gray, wondering if there will be any color to see. Right at the start, I’m surprised.

Looks to me like he is swimming through an impressionist’s palette.

Is this alarming Ikebana?

At first I thought the tree was rusty…

Each day, these first responders are on duty…

Waiting for just the right moment to dance…

The finest pine needles, almost like a mop of hair hovering above…
Thanks for joining me again for my morning glimpses. I promise to fill them with beauty and to keep the narrative blessedly short.
Until the next time…
Grace and peace to you,
Art Mills
Thanks for the walk, since I can’t get out right now.
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Happy to offer it! Hope you’re feeling well. Love, Artie
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Outstanding!
Looks to me like he is swimming through an impressionist’s palette.
Worthy of hanging in a museum. Thanks for posting.
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Thanks!
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Hey Art…Bob stopped by the gallery and said to stop by rogue coffee roasters a couple of weeks ago but either I got the wrong day, or you two didn’t show up! Would love to stop by and say hi next time you go! I miss our Manna chats and laughs! If you think of it would you text next time you two go if you are willing to have an intruder for a bit! Thanks heaps! Kat. 415-200-8044. Pd has Bob had his surgery?
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Hey Kat… Thursday at 10:30… See you!
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Good work Art!
Thank you
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Thanks Tim! Glad you enjoyed it…
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