This is our view to the west. The Victoria Clipper is headed north with a bald eagle soaring overhead. Whidbey Island and the Olympic Mountains are in the background.
Part of my day should include a walk. One of my favorite places is Cama Beach State Park, just a couple miles from home. Rusty goes with me and we enjoy the wonderful peace and quiet.
Our walks are good exercise for both of us. We practice little tricks along the way—sit, heel, stop pulling me out of my boots—the usual. I run some of my latest ideas past our good collie as we enjoy breathing the fresh air, studying the moss and ferns and unusual twists in a tree limb.
Falling can be deadly. So can the fear of failing. Sometimes, you just have to take a deep breath and take the plunge. Dive in. Quit over thinking, over analyzing, and trying so hard.
This is the pep talk I often give myself. Not that I am a good listener, mind you. I do tend to obsess.
However, I am finally figuring out that the best art that I create is the art I make for me. Get over the fear that 'they' won't like it or understand it. So here I go...
