On this Monday, I did leaf rubbings with my scouts. It was a quick and fun activity, but it got me to thinking about art. I have always been so very envious of people who can manipulate sticks to make pictures on paper. It’s just not something I am good at. Looking at this picture reminds me of the one passable piece I have ever done. It was in middle school, and I drew a plant on poster sized paper in chalks. The art teacher sealed it with hair spray, and it is still rolled up in my old closet at Mama’s. I can see it now in my mind’s eye.