Time to Heal

The summer has come and gone and the leaves are changing color a little later than usual this year, maybe because of the lack of rain or the unusually warm September weather. Either way I can sit on the steps and have my morning cup of coffee and listen to the migrating birds that stop here for a short rest and a bite before moving south to warmer climates.

My heart fills with sadness that another year has come and gone and I need to take time to heal. Art will always be the healer of my broken spirit and soul and it will mend the pain like no medication can do, but the need to make a name for myself has vanished on the winds that take the eagles south.

North Shore Clay~Where the Art of Healing Begins...

Maybe my healing has begun...