February. The rain falls again.
Dropped by the Portland Winter Light Festival; fun, if a bit chaotic, filled with movement and energy.
Just an evening side project, carving and printing.
Sage words in an unexpected place: a furniture warehouse.
While we were out near Hood River, we also stopped at Tom McCall Preserve. Many talk about its beauty while the wildflowers are in bloom (May, generally), but I loved the dry yellow against the lush greens of the surrounds.
Along NH1 in India, much heavy lifting is under way.
Scene from a sunset jog near our new digs.
Dyed eggs, then painted them, on a thoroughly enjoyable spring day.