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Under the algae that carpets the swamp, near the duck who paddles in ooze, close to the turtle who takes a snooze . . . hides a gator! Still as a log, only his watchful eyes can be seen. But when gator moves, he really moves! What happens to the duck, the turtle, the egret, the deer, and the many other critters of the swamp when gator makes his move!
A great time was had with the kids at The Lighthouse! We learned about the plants and the animals that inhabit the Everglades and studied the layers of swamp water that enables gators and other animals the ability to hide. What a great time we had!
“Here’s a fun tale that introduces young readers to concepts of camouflage and predator-prey interactions. And kids will love searching for the hidden alligator in the beautiful illustrations.”
–Annie Oxarart, Board Member, League of Environmental Educators in Florida Available HERE
Everyone has inside of him a piece of good news. The good news is that you don’t know how great you can be! How much you can love! What you can accomplish! And what your potential is!
Once a year the eyes of the nation turn to this tiny hamlet in western Pennsylvania, to watch a master at work. The master, Punxsutawney Phil, the world’s most famous weatherman, the groundhog. Who, as legend has it, can predict the coming of an early spring. So I guess the question we have to ask ourselves today is, does Phil feel lucky?
~Ground Hog Day
The spider’s touch, how exquisitely fine!
Feels at each thread, and lives along the line.
There is a young cowboy, he lives on the range,
His horse and his cattle are his only companions.
He works in the saddle and sleeps in the canyons,
Waiting for summer, his pastures to change.
~ James Taylor
I’ve been experimenting with technique, texture and palette lately. This feller came out of my experimenting…. and who doesn’t love a cowboy! :)
The Great Gitana… in color.
I’m learning to live with the lines and imperfections in an illustration, and trying some new techniques. There’s always something to learn.
A New Year’s resolution is something that goes in one year and out the other.
The door bell rings. The dogs of course, bark incessantly, as I make my way to the door. Hmmm….I’m not expecting any packages, and yet she hands me a box, a padded manila envelope and a few ads or bills or…. whatever. But inside the box was an assortment products from The Legend of Ranger the Reindeer Who Couldn’t Fly book that I completed this year. What a joy to see how much this project has grown!
To purchase these Ranger goodies just click on the link.So…If that wasn’t enough, I also received a preview of the other book I illustrated this year. The Swamp Where Gator Hides written by Marianne Berkes. This one is available for pre order on Amazon.
I ‘m so very thankful to be able to work in the children’s book market. It’s been my passion for as long as I can remember.
Today, Christmas came early!
“A sneeze is a breeze in your nose.”
This is my everty for the Tomie de Paola award entry.
He who has not Christmas in his heart will never find it under a tree. ~Roy L. Smith
The Great Gitana will tell your Yuletide fortune for but a few shillings.
HoHoDooDa! One of Santa’s little helpers.
HoHoDooDa ~ My schedule says “No No No! My pencil says “yes, yes, yes! Persistant pencil….
Maybe a few in between packages, boxes and bags.
She didn’t hear the click clack of the lock, nor did she hear the munching of the last piece of Mama Camain’s pie as Papa hungrily gobbled it up.
And there you have it! Thirty days of SkADaMo and thirty days of Picture book ideas with PiBoldMo
This has been a very worthwhile experience to participate in. I now have 30 ideas, some good, some not so much, but none the less they are mine to work on and grow into full fledged stories!
After dinner, Mama Caiman was so tired that she didn’t hear the dogs barking or the see the shadowy figure slowly making a pathway through the bayou.
As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them. ~John Fitzgerald Kennedy
And so they arrived at the fay do do, over to Maman Caiman’s house. Each bringing with them, something to share. They ate till their bellies were full and they make the veiller. So much fun!
But Maman was worried, she hadn’t heard from Papa since last he left on his trip to N’awlins.
“Merci pour m’svoir aide! We’re so happy you came! She said at their guest prepared to leave.
“Merci to you, Maman Caiman!” I hope you’ve saved some pie for Papa!
I figured these little ones, worked so hard on making the pie all week, they deserved a a piece themselves!
Skadamo 22 …and I’m all caught up.
Now for something really different. I’ve never done anything in comic format, so I have to say how much I admire those who do.This is a scribbly, sketchy attempt.
Here’s, Turkey Daze!
Mama Caiman was sure to invite Bougre Bete Puante on her next trip to the beaute salon.
Oh dear, oh dear, they wouldn’t!