And so begins my favorite season of warm, fuzzy slippers, bulky sweaters, and delicious tea. There's something magical about nature's vibrant display of death, and knowing of her coming rebirth, that sparks a lot of my inspiration. A lot of my recent focus has been on painting, and finding unique ways to express the feeling of LOVE.

I'm reading this fantastic short story entitled, "The Tale Tellers" by Nancy Huston. I have only read half of it so far, and I must recomend it to you. The first page sent my left brain searching for my right! Here is an excerpt... "The universe as such has no Meaning. It is silent. No one puts Meaning into the world - no one but us. Meaning depends on humanity and humanity depends on Meaning. When we become extinct, even if out sun continues to emit heat and light, there will be no Meaning left anywhere. No tears will be shed over our disappearance; no conclusions drawn as to what our passage through the universe signified; its signification will end with us."

And with that, I wish you a wonderful day filled with cuddling, good tunes, and smiles!