I spent the afternoon picking cactus spines out of my daughters foot and backside, I was struck how much her foot looked like a porcupine, and how beautiful the cactus spines were. They were long, fading: brown to orange to yellow. She is tough and brave, no complaints on her part, she knows the risk of playing barefoot. I was grateful it was a cactus and not a rattle snake.
Here is a haiku I wrote about the event:
Barefoot game. Hide. Seek.
Prickly Pear under my foot.
Ouch! Sat on one more.
8 thoughts on “Prickly”
Ouch! So sorry to hear of the spiny needles in wee granddaughter’s ____ backside. Great colors in your cactus. Jean M. wants to know the size of your painting…
5×7″, soon to be 18″x24″.
Would you add the dimensions for the paintings you post. Thanks
Thanks for the reminder. This one is 5×7″, and I plan to make it a study for an 18×24″.
love the painting, the poem and the scene you wrote with words. Thank you
beautiful painting !
Poor baby. – lovely painting.
Ditto to all of the above.