I am so enjoying creating this personal art journal
of my sisters visit.
I find myself so completed immersed in the creative
activities of art, poetry, nature it is overwhelming at times.
Is it my soul that speaks to me?
Why is it I find these images, colors, textures, words soooooooo beautiful. It seems as only images and poetry can even come close to expressing the thoughts and feeling I have. Yet at the same time it seems I do not understand.