From my " A Tumbleweed's Cosmic Love Affair" lino prints from last year. I have it an array of colors and I know I already posted a gold one, but I like this one better. It was a horrible design idea for a print too. I saw an actual tumbleweed for the first time only a month ago and it's timing was eerie. Since then, I've seen many but always at a candid moment- too weird.

This is supposed to be corny and is probably only good if I read it to you in a hic accent, but the print and it go hand in hand:
Lonely, lost dead branches and rough foliage- we was stumblin' fumbleweeds. Just about ready to be crushed under the merciful boot of any willin' stranger- to find peace and final rest as dirt.
But then you an me, we blew inta the same town! Banjo music and foot stompin' set you an' me a dancin' in the air. Was a humble tumbleweeds courtin' dance.
Then me and you, we got ourselves all in a tizzy! Interlockin' twiggy arms, intertwinin' stringy legs- so much that your hand became indistingushable from my own. Our veins flowed inta each other's- we as one now. I hope we keep on rollin' in our never-endin' ticklefight. Ride drafts up into the clouds and sky so purdy, play alongside stars and have a cosmic love affair.
To be apart- that's like severin' limbs.. I trust the ghost pains'd be too much to take. Why, just the thought of it is to drown us both in our own salt water! We're too tangled now..