Visitor

This painting was done on paper with watercolor. One of my first paintings. I decided it "matched" with this day because, on this day, adults tried to rule, yet, mother nature rules. Children, even teenagers, "rule", when the adults do not know the proper way to "play". At the time I actually painted this, I was learning of my Cherokee heritage and how we are born cleansed, coming from Mother Earth.

We spent all day on the beach yesterday. It was magical. Except for my daughter getting stung by a jelly fish (later learned she did not get stung by a fish - it was the whipping of the seaweed). She had picked up some shells and brought them to our space and I told her she should leave them in their natural habitat. Her reply, "we always pick up shells and bring them home with us". Yes, the shells are lying here on the counter.

The day lingered in happiness. Memories of youthful days surrounding me. The teenage boys sitting in front of us were digging a hole. The hole in the sand was big enough that the two of them were able to climb in. The little toddlers running in joy of playing in the water. The married couples as I watched were all different. There was a reluctance to enjoy the ocean. The young college girls were a hoot flirting with the older men. When I was lying on my belly, my ear against the sound, I could hear folks walking by me. What tickled me was, one girl said to another, as walking by, "I know why my boobs hurt, it's because of laying flat on them for so long". Funny, that's when I decided to turn over.

I believe the most beautiful creatures I saw today were the seagulls. They reminded me of penguins with the only difference being, the seagulls could actually fly. There were so many of them. I counted over 50 playing in one spot. I watched as they rode the waves. They would peck their bill into the ocean to grab their fish, jumping over waves. It was amazing. Watching them swoon with such elegance, their bodies absolutely beautiful!