NB: I exported these images from my iPhoto album in the smallest size. I think part of my problem with downloading could be the huge size (this one was originally 5MB all by itself before export). My new camera has enough capability to make these large MB pictures, and I don't want to cut the picture size down because who knows when I might take one I just have to keep as a large print?I went out walking around this morning to see what wonderful chalk images I might have missed. And sure enough!! There were some I want to share with you. The ocean wave above just thrilled me with its exquisite foaminess.
This is a picture of Dr. Seuss with some of his creatures. The artwork was quite a bit more brilliant when I walked by it during its creation, but it's not bad for two days later on a sidewalk. If this one didn't win an award, someone didn't read Dr. Seuss as a kid, or (in my case) to their kids. I love it!
This elegant tree reminded me of the tree of life, with roots in the ground and leaves being created on the top, with a lovely place for the squirrels of the universe right in the middle. (Thinking of you, SquirrelQueen!) Again, very beautiful even with the white part on its way back into the elements. Perhaps it's even more perfect that way.
This is actually one of the pictures I took on Saturday, rather than today. You can see how much more vivid the colors are when you see a chalk painting just after its creation. I didn't see this one again, or I would have taken a picture to compare.
I may be sounding a little like a broken record here, but I want again to thank all my readers, especially those who leave comments. I do feel a bit like a kid at Christmas when I log in each day, wondering what people have left for me. And I am getting to be quite verbose on other blogs when I comment, knowing how much it means to me.
I am gazing out at all my birds hanging from the feeders. I have cheeky chickadees, male and female goldfinches (like a dozen of them!), those ubiquitous and ravenous house sparrows, all within my view as I write this. The sun is shining on the needles of the pine tree, making them look almost wet, as they sway gently in the light breeze. The temperature is perfect, and life is good.