In my studio this afternoon trying to catch up on some business. The back door was open and a breeze that sounded exactly like a perfect afternoon kept rustling loud enough to hear. An image of spider lily blooms hovering in the gray shadows of evening flashed through my mind. Next thing I know, I was grabbing my watercolors and heading to the swamp. In 5 minutes I was pulling up to the North Trail heading to the shallow pool where the spider lillies grow. The light was so clear and the same breeze that distracted me in my studio was moving through the canopy. The humidity and thousands of mosquitos were there as well but it didn't matter to me - I was already under the spell. I had just enough time to coat myself in bug spray, listen to the hum of katydids and do 4 watercolor sketches before dark.