People often ask me where my inspiration for my out-of-the-ordinary color mashes come from in my jewelry. All I can say is "I just keep my eyes open." Mother Nature seldom makes a mistake when it comes to mixing colors. Last weekend, on a hike on the wooded nature trail at Champoeg Park, I stopped for a bit on a lone bench overlooking the river. I was the only one on the path and happy for the solitude.
It was so very serene, I ended up laying on my back. breathing in all that is the woods. Deep musty smells of old trees, bark, cracked fallen limbs and mold mixed with the scent of new growth on the trees, ferns and wild berries that surrounded me. A treat for sure. Bea was right there with me, sensing the peace of the moment; quiet as a church mouse even though we both could hear squirrels bustling about overhead.