flowers – mabel lee

“A Perhaps Hand”

Spring is a slap to the senses — go out, be happy, live! — now that the light stays longer there is cause for wide-open eyes and heart that billows out to any body of water. The tree that you have been watching all fall, all winter, in the school lot, giving out on hopeContinue reading ““A Perhaps Hand””

Ghost of Flowers Past

Sketch of drooping Valentine’s day flowers still sitting on the dinner table: watercolor, pencil, and ink