12″x9″ pastel on sanded paper
“Like wildflowers you must allow yourself to grow in all the places people thought you never would.” -Lorde
Howdy Blue
14″x11″ pastel on sanded paper
“It’s not only the state flower but also a kind of floral trademark almost as well known to outsiders as cowboy boots and the Stetson hat. The bluebonnet is to Texas what the shamrock is to Ireland, the cherry blossom to Japan, the lily to France, the rose to England and the tulip to Holland.” Wrote historian Jack Maguire
The season is short, I plan to make the most of it.
Place to Ponder
12″x9″ pastel on sanded paper
When I look up from the sink and reflect this is my pondering place. Abstracted art is like magical realism: this is my view, only dreamier.
“Showers to the West”
I love when you can see rain falling near the horizon. We have such perspective when we are able to step out from within the storm.
Monday’s Washday
This is my 5 year old daughter Miriam, and her great-grandmother, Doris. They are visiting, smoothing, folding, and hanging. Doris told us that when she was little every Monday they went to the washateria. All the neighbors were there, and there was always coffee. They packed sandwiches, and someone always made a cake. They washed, and the children played, they worked, and helped. We don’t have wash day anymore, I can drop a load of laundry in anytime…I sometimes think about all that we have lost with the gains in technology.
Abiquiu to Ruidoso
Anyone who has traveled with children in the car knows what it is like to spend a month in a car one day. Often, road trip time feels slow – sometimes I am in the right frame of mind to savor and enjoy time passing. This was one of those days. We drove from Ghost Ranch in northern New Mexico, down to Ruidoso. The children slept, the rain fell, and we savored the drive – we watched the landscape unfold and open up around us, and we accepted the gift that was simply being present. It would take a month to paint the drive from this day, perhaps I will try.
Gone Berry Picking
“Spin Me Mama”
Find your footing when the spinning stops, and then lay back in the grass and let the laughter wash over you.
“First Harvest”
We had our first harvest from our garden tonight: a few tomatoes, green beans, zucchini, acorn squash, two fairy tale eggplants, and fresh basil. Both the bounty and the light were beautiful.
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