Friday at Noon

It’s beautiful out. 70 degrees or so and clear. Gusty. A very fine day indeed. Perfect for painting. I have  wind chimes and they sing gently. The  tops of the trees dance a slow waltz with the wind. My dog sleeps on the warm brown leaves of a Live Oak tree. I am painting a […]

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I Am a Shell

It has been a beautiful spring. The camelias were still blooming when the azaleas began to open, which is very unusual. Normally the last of the camellias have long since fallen before the vibrant fuchsia of the azalea bushes color the South. Now I am watching the blackberry vines, as their white petals begin to fall […]

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