I like the dandelion. A weed thriving in a crack in the sidewalk outside my house, which I thought deserved to have a picture taken of it just like all the blooming flowers, and the smelly bradfurd pears that are in bloom. I'll probably be off to bed soon. Im quite uncomfortable. Maybe I will go upstairs and draw. I have been wanting to draw that GAR building from detriot a while now, except in the middle of a dead forest looking like something out of a movie made after an Edgar Allan Poe story. nevermore. Every time i try to draw, not drawing where I have in mind what I want to draw from the start, but when i just put pencil/pen/charcoal/oil pastel to paper and let it move, then i get that girl with the long brown hair and the flowing dress. and sometimes when i try to draw something else i get that girl too. its strange. oh well. goodnight everyone. tomorrow shall be a grand day. Please lay me down and sing me a lullaby your eyes just two stars in the vast dark sky the wind sings such a beautiful, haunting tune as the coyotes howl to their goddess, the moon the humid darkness wraps me tight in its embrace a dreamless sleep, but a shadow of a smile graces my face there really are coyotes in my woods. I heard them last night when i couldnt sleep, around 4 in the morning. They were howling, and then something started yelping. And then there was silence. I layed in the darkness with my eyes open until dawn. My color scheme would be accented nuetrals. yes siree, i do learn things in interior design.