Day started out nice, cool and bright. Great clouds. Painted quite awhile and started a larger format moleskine watercolor sketchbook. Came home and started setting up the worm box. Fedex showed up on cue so I dumped on those worms … Continue reading →
Well, to say the least, it was raining. And then it rained some more. And then Billy Collins did his live reading at 5:30 – Thank you Billy! When the rain came down making circles in circles of the world … Continue reading →
I think many are experiencing these sudden grabs of emotion. Every day, a swath of tears leaps unexpected a cut of green against weeds in an April landscape The rest runs to rules hills fading to light and blue above … Continue reading →
The mail brought a postcard and the NaPoWriMo prompt brought a link to a lovely archived version of Kate Greenaway’s Language of Flowers. Lovely indeed and a welcome diversion on this cold April morning. I looked up the meaning of … Continue reading →
Daffodils seem extra exuberant and much appreciated this year! and then the hills, with clouds:
When you see a thing clearly in your mind, your creative “success mechanism” within you takes over and does the job much better than you could do it by conscious effort or “willpower.
