Today it seems that fall has begun - the trees are turning, the nip in the air, and the smell of wood smoke wafting in my still open windows. It started with a couple of crimson streaks across the eastern part of my view this morning. Peeking through the slit in the curtains it was rather alarming. Of course everything is alarming at 6 a.m. to me.
Should have snapped a shot but instead thought about the to-do list. One of those things I have vowed to do this year is to stop awhile and count myself lucky for all the good around me. I have to start with my husband. He is our steadfast port here at artstream and at home too. No gushing fest here - but we have to say - he rocks! Here he is with his sister last week, cutting up per ususal, keeping it light. What rocks your world?