The Next Picasso

I have painted my first pot. I think I like it. I don't really have anything to plant in it yet, but I'm sure that I will find something soon. I think that I have an obsession with plants. I have a lot. Not as many as Tracie Frame, but the collection is growing. I am worried that one day I will forget to water them and I will come back and they will all be dead.

But back to my pot. It is like an off-white color with trees and clouds on it. I am hope that one day I will see a plant and know right away that it is the plant for that pot.

By painting my pot I have discovered that I like to paint. Even though I feel a little bit of stress about what to paint and how to paint it, the actual act of painting is very relaxing. I have decided to paint two more special pots. One each for my Grandma and Grandpa Greenleaf. I thought about what to paint and have changed my mind multiple times about what to paint. But once I get them satisfactorly painted I am planning on planting forget-me-nots and zinnias in them and bringing them to the cemetery. I am hoping to find peace through it all.

Peace and Serenity To All,

Samus

A photograph is memory in the raw. ~Carrie Latet