With winters arrival imminent I am prompted to think about when summer will arrive. Yes, I can see the smiles on the faces of people I know thinking what does Tamara think she is complaining about. Winter in my city does not involve snow, nor too many frosts. Yes it is cold but only cold to me who will run winter heating all winter so I can walk around the house with my shorts and t'shirt on.
I think though that I will be dreaming of those times of carefree childhood summers. Bucket and spade in hand, swimming with unabandoned freedom while I sit in front of my fire.
With that thought in mind I created this Art Journaling page.
You can find the credits for this page
here.
