I walk to work every day.  Rain or shine, blizzard or black flies, you will find me trekking up the lane to my studio.  Every day, every season has it's own particular beauty.

There is a short stretch of time, though where the walk is positively intoxicating.  And that time is now.


The honeysuckle and lilac trees are in full bloom, filling my nostrils with their heady scent, and my ears with the droning of bee and hummingbird wings.  My eyes are overwhelmed with the multitude of colours.  Drunk on the beauty of nature.

   

 

I round the corner and head up the lane to my blue studio at the top, senses reeling, uplifted, ready to create beautiful things.

Do you get drunk on your way to work?