Almost 2 years ago my family and I purchased an old restored plantation house on 4 acres of land.
I had a friend stay over after a party because I live so far away from civilization.
She is also an artist - but she is an artist that I also admire as a mentor.
After many midnight hours of encouragement, she promised me that if I tossed away fears and thought, that I could create my much missed - much feared body of artwork.
So we got up this morning, ate our lumpy cream-a-wheat on the front porch, walked my burned-out weed infested yard with hope in our hearts of soon rejuvenating its beauty, and then took our walk with cameras through the woods.
I felt like I found myself back there.....
