An unusual past few months. Youngest daughter has moved to pastures new. She is enjoying total independance from her poor, old Ma and Pa, and she is blossoming, more and more each day Dear old Ma has wilted a bit but knew the day would come. Daughter has taken most of her furniture with her and her room is a shell of what it was. I had often joked that her room would become my studio once that she moved out, and so ,come January I gingerly moved all my art gear into her room. There were quite a few mixed emotions to contend with, but I left her name plaque on the door and her picture on the wall. She came by the other day to pick up more of her stuff, and her retort at seeing her old room changed was "cool" Her head is full of new ideas for the future, and I must follow her lead and do the same. A new chapter in our lives starts now.....