Inspiration comes from Mother Nature.
When I'm stuck for ideas, I talk a walk.
A trail of dried leaves scurry behind me to keep up as I walk. The wind rustles through the tree tops, saying hello as I pass. A cool breeze sweeps up behind me to guide my steps. I sit along the canal, listening to the sounds, watching the movements, dreaming dreams, embraced in the beauty of the Earth and IT comes to me.
She's my Mother and my Muse. ;)