MaryK Weeks

it all began with the Quijote on the Spanish classroom wall and i was off, tilting at real and imagined monsters,   taking many paths while changing shoes; on the long scenic route with the same feet.   or maybe..... it all began with the yearly rapture of the Indian Village at the State Fair and the dancing on the Turtle Mound.  yeah. then i was off.   i help children and animals.  they  are my teachers together with the planet, who embraces  all contradictions with unintentionally intent and extraordinary healing power.