The snowdrops hug the warm edges of the house.
They worried me when they broke ground way back in December
It seems they still survived.
Their sticks are getting bigger!
There are melted edges of ice on the stream today.
I am on the edge of finishing these two.
'Walking with Dogs'
Each one 53"h x 12"w
We walk at the break of dawn.
The Sun in our faces
The Moon at our backs.
I am on the edge of starting a new piece.
Leaning towards a yellow piece this time.
Hoping perhaps for more sunshine
It seems we could be on the edge of defeating this Covid invasion.
Let us hope so.