I was sitting in the passenger seat when I noticed them. I looked out the window and felt my heart leap from my chest. I yelled out "oh!" and I stared as I watched them all slide by. Queen Anne's Lace peppered the side of the highway. White, imperfect circles whirring by, looking like a majestic abstract painting. It took my breath away.



On a completely unrelated note: I am so proud of myself because this weekend I finished all the sketches for Denise's Mold (the children's book). Big pat on the back for Lope for not procrastinating.