Studio Path

The path to my studio is fraught with distractions (or maybe inspiration). The evening light and the winding path that my boys and I laid down one summer look so inviting.
On my way into the studio I must first walk through the kitchen and then the laundry room. This alone can distract me until noon some days. Once I have sorted as many socks and washed as many dishes as I can tolerate, I walk out into my private little wonderland.
There is the Ginkgo tree that was a wedding gift 28 years ago. It is just budding out. The leaves right now are miniscule. I used a few to make a lovely little bead recently. I pass all the little white Santa Barbara Daisies and the African Daisy that my son gave me for my birthday the year I decided to have a white flower garden...so pretty.
Along the way is the Orange Tree, the Lime Tree and a wonderful Red Pear Tree. The bird baths (one a birthday present for me and the other a birthday present for my mother years ago) are loved by our birds and if you look under them usually I can find Red Bellied Newts.
The west side of the yard is lined with Redwood Trees that we planted with our first born when he was just a toddler. I cannot believe how big they are now!

I love where I live and I have lived here so long that most of the plants in my yard have a story. When we built the house on this site there were no trees at all, just a meadow and a view.
Spring around here always amazes me. Truly it is hard to go inside to work.