Amigos Outside My Door

I call this my Three Amigos. I never left the house. I stood in my back doorway. They never even knew I was there. SNAP! Then I mounted them onto the bottom of an old cigar box, encased them in encaustic wax medium, rubbed them with an oil stick and sold them to an admirer. Such good friends they are.

Outside My Back (front) Door

Outside both my back and my front door, I'm surrounded by concrete and gravel...no, it's neither beautiful nor poetic...although we do have a beautiful wooded area behind us where masses of green leaves have magically appeared since we arrived home from Panama. It will take us awhile to create the relaxing retreat that we envision but I'm enjoying the process...and emptying my wallet...by scouring the nurseries for lovely treasures.

This photograph was taken on my husband's iphone...the funky Hipstamatic app. I suspect it could become addictive!