On Monday as I left our painting session at Karen's house this Praying Mantis was waiting on my windshield of my car for me.
S/He felt like a significant symbol of our early morning Plein Air painting session.
A gift of sorts emphasising the blessings that were bestowed on me that lovely lovely morning.
Friendship, Peacefulness of Painting, Beauty of Nature.
He flew away before I got out of the driveway...
safely back into the courtyard I hoped
where Karen would see him too.
Last Friday when my two grand kids and I walked down & down and back up a long long hill
(my calves ached for three days afterwards)
we counted spiders and the beautiful webs they wove
along the way.
At home King Henry V reigns supreme!
And joins me in wishing you a