America Burns

I closed the curtains and painted all day. My heart was full of sadness. I thought of George Floyd and the picture of the policeman aiming a gun near a little black boy who was on the shoulders of, probably his daddy. The sadness has lingered and my body aches from the hours of painting, but the day was full of challenges like how do I make a bird’s wing ethereal looking. With the death of George Floyd comes an email from a friend, The Irish Blessing – over 300 churches sing a blessing over Ireland.

12 thoughts on “America Burns

    • Hi Joan. This note from you means a lot to me. Thank you! As you know, through your writing, “talking about what’s on our minds” helps us process moments like the ones we are experiencing now – Trump, the environment, racism. We have smiles in there too. Hugs, Carla

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