A disconsolate rain falling. June rounding the bend. Summer now.
Experiment – instead of saying to self, “I’m so tired…”, say, “I’m so aware…” Some days that turns into: “I’m so aware of being tired”! But other days, colors pop or I soften, just a tad.
The too much-ness of things – a friend’s poor health, C. getting his license, the tenured paralegal leaving just as a summer schedule was opening with breathing-space. Rain.
The garden has thrived this year. Is EVERYTHING because of global warming? The stress of the weird winter, I heard, has made the plants push into overtime. Makes sense to me. The result? Glorious. A profusion of iris, sun drops, pansies in all their cheerful displays.
The ‘big quilt’ is progressing. A batik-splurge in Schenectady this past weekend will help me resolve some of the last problem areas (too much red on the right, not enough swirly patterning mid-bottom).
I love to share in-the-moment pictures on this blog – as if these entries were like food – better by being seasonal and fresh. But constraints of all kinds have me willing to upload some older shots. I plan to get the whole sketchbook up eventually. Here it is, very early on.
For THIS year’s project, I chose the theme – “PATH THROUGH THE WOODS”.
Time to make “literally the best Caesar Salad” (just caught up on this season of Parks n’ Rec) and pasta. I sure hope the speech about drawing down the troops in Afghanistan doesn’t trump ‘Dancing with the Stars’.