Have come down with the flu. No energy to write, but surprisingly, energy to paint. I knew when I saw the sun reflecting off a white surface through the smoke, how to paint this…
Late Afternoon Near the Fire Line
Have come down with the flu. No energy to write, but surprisingly, energy to paint. I knew when I saw the sun reflecting off a white surface through the smoke, how to paint this…
écrire en liberté
Digital Artist
Musings through the journey of writing my first novel
Milly Schmidt
writing, writers, & worlds (of my own making)
of Faith, Fantasy, and the Fantastical
Uncovered Myself One Pound at a Time; Discovering Myself One Day at a Time
Writing and life. Life and writing.
Where's my gear?
A Study In Silver 