I went out this morning thinking to paint at Hand Hollow. I stopped and finished my coffee there but it was too hot to paint. Listened to the birds awhile and then went home and painted from my porch. I had my bubba packed with ice and a cool beverage. Continue reading →
Maybe minimalism should be the byword for next month? Continue reading →
The light is gone. I may have overdone on pasta. I went out on the porch to catch the last hummingbirds, listen to birds and visit with the plants. Now that they’re in their summer homes, sometimes they look like they’re visiting each other. Continue reading →
Full of bird song •
The morning flutters along •
So many drunk bees
By the still birdbath •
A dandelion bends down •
Under one bee’s weight Continue reading →
When I woke up this morning I was an itchy mess. Or at least my neck and chin were an itchy mess. I was going to take some benadryl, but I guess this doesn’t happen often enough (thank goodness) so the first order of business for the day was to drive to Nassau and get some Benadryl to replace what I had with an expiration of 2017. Continue reading →
If a man loves the labor of his trade apart from any question of success or fame, the Gods have called him.
