I can’t remember the last time I left for the airport with plenty of time to spare. I fantasize about it…  casually walking out my front door, whistling a tune…. Instead its always aaaaahhhhh!!!! race, race, race against the clock… late again… gotta catch the train… check the clock again… beading sweat… I’m crazy late!!

I missed one flight already this year, so I know I can do it again.

Today was no different -  running around like a headless chicken while my two assistants finished up artwork for me to take to Des Moines. I raced to the airport, and… delayed flight… again.

OK, breath… here’s another image from my floral series.

Tropaeolum majus (Nasturtium)