A portrait of my children, once a week, every week.

 Iain: He’s been working on his back flips, it’s the stuff of grandparent’s nightmares.  Our dear sweet neighbor gave him one of his hand carved bows.

Elijah: Some “light” reading while on a painting break.  He decided he wanted to learn how to throw a javelin, so he carved one, fireside.

Galen:  Being silly, as usual.  Working on his burn bowl.

Màiri Rose: “Helping” to bake Daddy’s birthday cake.  Gathering leaves in the early morning woods with such a remarkable sense of wonder.