It is Christmas. The year is winding down and I've been thinking about all that has happened in twelve short months. One thing this last year was not and that was milk toast. It has been a challenge, a real roller coaster ride but I've managed to come through it and I'm grateful.
I am especially grateful to live in one of the most beautiful places on earth.
I feel safe here. I was born here. My daughter is here. My parents were laid to rest here. I spend my adult life painting here and I will probably die here. There are worse fates.
|The view from the top of Mt. Erie, Anacortes, WA; Kathleen Faulkner|
|The view from my studio, Anacortes, WA; Kathleen Faulkner|
|Forest Lands, Anacortes, WA; Kathleen Faulkner|
|Eagle Convention, Edison, WA; Kathleen Faulkner|
|Geese, Skagit Flats; Kathleen Faulkner|
|Skagit Flats; Kathleen Faulkner|
|Cormorants, Guemes Channel, Anacortes, WA; |
|Guemes Ferry Dock, Anacortes, WA; Kathleen Faulkner|
|Heading back to Anacortes from Sinclair|
Island; Kathleen Faulkner