I’ve spent the past several days helping a dear friend move to Florida. When she suggested it, I thought, “Heck yeah! I’m always up for a road trip!”….forgetting that the last road trip I undertook was many moons ago. Tired as the trip left me, I’m so glad I did it. It did my heart good to see her follow her dream. It felt like a proper send off to someone who has meant so much to me here. Thank goodness for the internet~Hugs, Diana!! I miss you already!
When I returned to my studio, this fierce fellow was waiting for me. He’s my last commission of 2014. Yesterday I tinkered a little with him, and then decided I’d better leave him alone. Gazing at him standing there with rain drops pelting him, I can’t help but wonder what the future holds for this planet of ours. Last night I watched a movie filmed in 1948. Back then, people could be certain of their world, I think. Of course, human impact via chemicals, birth rate, accelerating commercialism and all the rest, were already beginning. But they could still count on going out and seeing a frog, if they had a mind to. I can no longer count on that, even with the thousands of acres held in preserve.
Life will survive, and nature can heal herself. When I ask myself what is to be done, I think the best answer is to keep loving the world and each other. When love is a verb, magic can happen.