Yesterday CAF and I drove down the coast to deliver my work to a show in Rockland and return art to Spindle works in Brunswick. It was a perfect blue sky, white puffy cloud sunny warm early October day in New England. Autumn leaves falling all around. So many things dying in bright beauty. Everywhere the milkweeds exploding like silent fireworks to let out their seeds.

We talked about how so many species simply live the business of life. Their purpose is to make more of themselves and perform this as a dying act. Give birth, let out the seeds and then whither to death.

That idea made me want to squeeze tight the pure pleasure of pure pleasure.

Remember to notice the things that just tickle you and realize the value of a relaxed moment, or afternoon.