Mixed media collage with wax, 6" x 6"
Spring is a tease this year. She flits her warm edges through the clouds on windy days, but soon enough pulls back into the sky. What I wouldn't give to be about 1000 feet up, sitting in short sleeves (and perhaps some sandals) just beyond the clouds. What I wouldn't give to tug on that dangling string of spring and pull her close--pull her in for a big, whopping kiss.