I guess art happens this way, especially if you are an artist who makes much of her art out of old, recycled and discarded things.

This began when the apple tree was trimmed a couple of weeks ago, Maria saved some of the branches for the donkeys and sheep to chew on, they love bark. Then, it caught her eye and she has been adding to it and re-shaping it every morning. I love this about Maria.

I don’t know quite where this one is going, and the sheep and donkeys come and nibble on it during the day and move it. At first, it was just a pile of twigs to me, but it’s starting to grow on me. Our life is a gallery, really.