there are
Those days….
Wind is WIND today. When i planted the tomatoes yesterday it was with a forecast of Breezy. Not. Rather, a steady pulsing 45 mph. And at the precise angle that makes the SW corner walls of this living room rattle, shake, quake. Unsettling. It's hard to concentrate on anything. It will continue through the night and then go back from whence it came. Otherwise, it's stunning. Brilliant Sun and beauty Full sky and i just went. Pulling the hoses around to drip on all trees and bushes, glancing now and then at the tomatoes who miraculously have held their own. I knock on wood.
i love this blue. In reality, it's grayer. there is a little brown in it too. There is just this one scrap. My best guess is that it is from Jude a long time ago. Just an ordinary cotton. I'm going to try to recreate it with the Inktense pencils. on muslin. I like the idea of creating pieces like this that can be used to lend mood and well, "how it is" when i don't have any other way to do that. As soon as this weekend is over, i'll begin.
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