an encaustic pink along the gore-edge?

been spending some hours by the river, holding a vigil of sorts--it's been rising higher and higher as it storms every night around here; so the shore of the river keeps getting mushier and mushier as i sit there and attempt to draw/write/think--



also! (and here follows a list)spending our days lately--
--watching seahorse clouds above kent park lake after nice swim with friends;

--attempting to read poems while finn buries my foot;


--swimming in warmish lakes on hot humid days (not much refreshing relief, in fact a little gross, but still fun);

--oh! and drank my first rootbeer float of the summer, delish!;