I have a really hard time not letting you know that it is Friday. Friday is so huge for me.
Have you guessed that I haven't actually painted anything for a while?
I plan to.
The rain gods are expected this weekend, I think.
I always take that as my permission to paint. Guilt free.
I have been trying real hard to balance my gardens with my art.
I think I have tipped the scale a little as I have been in the yard three evenings this week after five. Making progress.
I saw my first humming bird yesterday. This morning before leaving I put the feeder out. I always wonder if it is the same one from last year. How do they know that I will have that feeder hanging there for them?
I have noticed some changes that have happened to me. Now, I'm wondering when this happened. I'm wondering if it was gradual or all of a sudden. For example, boy you should see my sock drawer. It looks more like a tornado hit than like my neat little rows of perfectly sorted, color coded, folded, stacked socks. When I discovered this, I stood in stark amazement. The amazement was that my heart didn't start beating faster and I wasn't compelled to fix it.
I just shut the drawer and ran quickly to see if the same thing had happened in my pantie drawer. Yes, there it was. Panties in a pile. Quickly check the towels. NOOOOO, not the towels too.
The towels were good. I knew if the towels were not perfectly folded and stacked I was in deep trouble. I got to tell you though when I went to the kitchen I happened to notice that there were forks mixed with the spoons and large spoons mixed with soup spoons. I just took a breath and shut the drawer and wondered when this happened.
Enough for now,