The tracks we leave

‎”If you could only sense how important you are to the lives of those you meet; how important you can be to the people you may never even dream of. There is something of yourself that you leave at every meeting.”  (Mister) Fred Rogers

Sharing a link with the reconnecting with nature party from Living the Good North Coast Life with photos from the beautiful wild places of northern NSW complete with wallaby tracks in the sand.  It was a blustery windy day and we found the wallaby around the corner resting in a sunny spot. 

And Sky Watch Friday where people from all over the world gather to share a photo of what they spy on their horizon, always entertaining to see what they have to share.  Linking as well to an ex-pat blog challenge.   Today’s theme is the view from where I live.  Would love to say this in on my front door step.  It is the vision that many people have of life down under.  For those that know me as a little beach bunny entirely what they expect. Sadly life near the water is out of reach of most average folks. Instead we make do with visits as often as we can. 

Sharing an example of leaving ‘tracks’ on a current project I am painting on fabric.  Canvas is easy it is a firm surface that holds the paint well, silk is a whole other story. The tiny natural fibres love to bleed colour but that is what makes it a really fun and fluid process.

This little canvas has layers of misting and lifting and even a dash of salt to give it a bit of spark.  My on line workshops are listed on the My Creative Classroom website.