Recently, the weather in the Boston area has been moist and warm. The sweet smell of decaying matter fills the air when I take my dog on his morning jaunts in the woods behind my house. We both enjoy these walks. I, like many artists, find inspiration in the natural world, as well as a meditative , dreamy state of mind when walking. Just this morning I was having such a walk, and decided to use my windbreaker as a makeshift basket to carry these home to share with you: