They are not sure what brought these mighty logs down million of years ago. The logs are scattered in groups, as if they were floated down stream and the river dried up and left them stranded and millions of years later they are things of beauty. The logs are now filled with amethyst and quartz, stones instead of wood. Beautiful in the bright sun light.
Right now further south of here the gulf coast and my home state Florida are in a disaster, a giant oil spill that will change the nature of things to come. Billions of dollars and thousands of people are working for solutions. We must hold the thought that something beautiful will follow. Something beautiful in the bright sun light.
I want to paint the logs, and I want to paint the coast of Florida again.
