Clinging to the branches like tears of ice, the tree becomes something out of a magical world. Click on it to see it's amazing beauty close up.

"Cat Paws"
Park Place gallery in Leawood Kansas, has recently sold two of my paintings. 'Cat Paws" just sold this month", and Shadow Talk" from my series Red Lace, sold the end of November.





Commute
The clouds kissed by the evening sky,
A flock of geese are flying by.
The fragile pink fades to dark blue,
A glint of sunlight peeking through.
The blue sky soon begins to fade,
While evening traffic's on parade.
Oblivious to the glorious show,
Their daily ritual, come and go.
As quickly as the cars fly by,
The colors fading from the sky.
Lost the chance to drink it up,
To feed the soul, to fill ones cup.
The darkness soon to settle in,
Still lights along the freeway spin.
Like ribbons red and ribbons white,
Descending far into the night.
Sonja



