(Photo via Danica_Lately)
I found myself lost in the Park late yesterday. Not lost geographically, but lost in a sort of mental state, a 'no sense of time' kind of state. I stumbled upon a willow tree, the only single solitary one in the park, just sitting right in an open field. I love the way a willow tree embraces you in a sort of way when you sit under it. I just laid under the it submersed in my sketchbook, making art in the park. Sometimes getting lost helps to discover something great.