Deb Fitz's photostream

On a small lake in Western Washington there is a place we call Paradise Cove. A lone eagle soars overhead. Deer glide silently through the stands of trees. The sunlight shimmers on the still water through the morning mist. With the inspiration of nature all around us, we create with silver and stone, fiber and reed. The colors and textures of the lake and trees as the seasons change become our palette. There is joy in the creation of beauty.

Deb Fitz
“It is never too late to be what you might have been.”
George Eliot