I spent a little time this past week with friends in St. Donat, Quebec (on Lac Archambault), courtesy of a good friend and her daughter & son-in-law (Thanks, guys!) . Yeah, as you can see from the looks of the place, we were really roughing it (rolls eyes). Hee! This is a view from the dock, looking back at the house. I went a little “I’m still young, man!” on a trampoline (tried to do flips; whip-lashed my neck; consumed Motrin for a few days). But the half-hour in the jacuzzi took my mind off off the pain. The best part was the conversations we all had: rich, deep, spiritual talks about who and where we are in our lives. I’m still amazed at coming together with people I’ve never met and walking away with how awesome people are as we traverse life.
Aren’t I the reflective one!
Speaking of reflective (That’s a segway to the water, there: water…reflection. I know you got it on your own. Sorry. : ), here’s a sketch looking the other way from the dock…across the lake. Hopefully this will kick-start me into doing more sketching. I have been too far removed from art, sketching, etc. for so long. Come back, art muse…Come back..!
