I really did, so I hung it up to look at for awhile and something kept nagging at me. Something else. It just needed something else, and I kept thinking I wish I had put just a spot of something red in there. It really seemed to be crying for just a little red—a roof, or??
And there was something else that just wasn't quite right. It didn't take long to make just some small changes and now I think it is done.
Camas Prairie finished and now I'm on to something new.
What a busy summer it has been. Beth and I haven't gotten a lot of walking in, but had a good walk this morning. Our favorite walk has thrived in our absence.
The Beavers and ducks have well and truly taken over a section of our paved walking path, which has been under water long enough now that wetland foliage has begun to grow up along the new shoreline and the dog walkers have worn a new path uphill from where the old one disappears into the water.
We've yet to see a beaver, but there is plenty of evidence that they are there, busily designing thir new habitat.
Beaverton. I guess there's a reason they named the town that.