Thinking of changing my picture on the left there but don't know to what. I've got one that's a perfect representation of my mental sanctuary. OOOO!!! I'll put it on there when I'm done with this entry, and in this one I'll describe my painting so hopefully you all can see it. It's what I see as peace, contentment, etc etc. I love it, and most others have too. Here it is: The matted floor of a redwood forest stretches for acres around me. Verdant ferns and mosses carpet the ground, bar where the old, almost invisible trail winds its way between the massive forms of age-old trees that tower and disappear into the darkness of the canopy. A butterfly flutters about from pink and white flowers scattered on budding plants. Golden shafts of soft sunlight gleam down through holes in the canopy far above, and a constant sprinkling of leaves continues to fall slowly and delicately to the ground around me. The only sounds heard come not from man made sources, but from nature itself. A bird chirps- not hard or shrill- just softly, sweetly, singing even. A squirrel as grey as the trees hops along through the underbrush then up a redwood, creating little scritching sounds that are barely audible. The feeling of tranquility pervades the very air- clean, fresh, and yet somehow solid and ancient. Far away a cold stream trickles along its winding path, the origins locked away in a small pool high in the mountains. I managed to find this image online long after I wrote this down, and I loved it. Maybe it'll give the rest of you a better idea about me and it. And stuff. Ça va trés bien, and I can’t wait for the weekend. Yay!