The Lizard

Yesterday when I came out of the back door of the office to get into my car and drive home, I saw the most amazing creature!

He or she was about 4 feet long and absolutely regal!

I mean look at that face!

He was quite happy to let me take about 30 photos as long as I moved slowly toward him.

We spent about 15 minutes together - so very cool!



At one point he shook his (or her) head and extended his crop while making a hissing sound. A warning to me to stay away. Fine. But oh, how beautiful you are! How can I stay away when all I want to do is worship your majesty and beauty here in south Florida where canals can bring such amazing beings on shore.

I guess I should be glad it wasn't an alligator. They can be aggressive and my getting out of the car to take pictures would probably not have been a good idea.
















But oh, just look how grand and beautiful the legs and arms are! So shapely and strong looking. And look at the stripes on the tail, and the fringe of living tissue along the ridge of the back. Is that not the most beautiful collection of decorative attire you've ever seen on something so large and alive in you own backyard?

I hope I see him or her again soon. After sitting in a white walled, half cold, windowless room staring into a computer screen for hours, this was indeed a treat that lifted me back into G-d's great and grand, delightful and wonderful world of living wonders.

Carving rubber stamps -

This has been a summer of trying stuff out. I have skipped from one thing to another like a fly at a picnic, buzzing around techniques, but not staying long enough on any one thing to feel like I've found home.

I've spent some time carving stamps and have done about 50 designs and find it lots of fun to do.

Only problem is - what to do with it? I don't have a clear idea in my mind about what to make or why. I'm one of those people who need a goal. A goal fires my purpose and keeps me interested. The period I'm in now is a very scattered one and I DON'T LIKE IT.

I feel an inner push to try new techniques, many of which I am totally unqualified to do, LIKE DRAWING STUFF, but the push won't let me alone.

Maybe I'm becoming ADHD at age 61.
Got Ritalin anyone?

sigh.