Yellow light slanting • in afternoon across lawn • blue shadows sap green Continue reading →
sitting with daffodils • no words from either of us • I painted, they glowed. Continue reading →
three yellow paints • gradually become a • page of daffodils Continue reading →
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 →
Nothing is better for being Eternal Nor so white as the white that dies of a day.
