Happy Spring , Happy Easter
The cool weather is slowing growth down while the lengthing days are waking everything up, peepers and birds are singing and the daffodils are blooming in the front of my house. The 200 foot dirt drive way is drying out and full of ruts and holes. The gardens are to wet to dig in. I did do some weeding yesterday in front of the house and was tired after a couble of hours using muscles that have not been in use since last summer. Believe it or not my hands and other parts are stiff today. Easter Sunday I went to Thomston and listened to the  jazz group and had noon dinner with friends.
I finished an abstract that took a couble of weeks on and off to complete. I usually abandon paintings that are not going well and I have a draw full of those. I stuck with this one that uses perspective in the geometry. All I can say is it is not like anything else I have painted and I don't know how I feel about it. I have only made 24 paintings so far this winter which is less than I usually do but I have also been working on my book of realistic work and that takes up a lot of time. The older I get the slower I am and the less I get done. There are days when I have no energy and nothing gets done. Perhaps I have done what I need to to and does it really matter. I think our lessons are not what we do but how we do them. My glass is alway half full. The journey is what it is all about. It is Spring, new growth, new beginnings.

Lily in the window  acrylic on paper  23 x 32

Lily on the Book    acrylic on paper

Looking In   acrylin on canvas 24 x 30

April 6 2014

Winter's cold grip is finally subsiding and we have had a few days of 50 degrees. Spring is slow coming on the coast because the wind off the water keeps the temperature down. I will appreciate those winds when we get the heat of summer. The sound of birds is in the air, robins are back and the woodcock in the field calls for a mate in the twilight of the day. The ground is thawing and eventual the heaves of earth will flatten out. The house is settling and I can close doors now that were out of alinement during the deep freeze of winter. When I am home I let the chickens out and they are happy to roam the yard. No sounds of the peepers but the ice is melted in the swamp across the road. Now I think of the garden that at the moment is mud but is drying out. Time to plant some seeds and placed by the window in the mud room they will hopefully sprout.

Painted last year on shore when first  green leaves  appeared.

Shore Dock  Painted this winter

Two White Trangles    Abstract done this winter