Do you ever get urges to just pile your art together -- good or ill -- and share what bits you have? Do you think, "Hey, it's the middle of the week and I've not posted in a couple of days and I have over 30 line drawings -- or whatever -- to place."?
Oh, good. I thought it was just me. I do love my black and white, but am beginning to add colours in all sorts of media now.
Not that I am giving up my favourites, you know.
How I love looking out this particular window, no matter the season. But Spring this year has been especially sweet with the soft silver skies after the 'Blizzard of the Century' here, the heavy clouds bringing ever heavier rain, the blooms, the birds and their nests...
More and more rain, and more and more flowers abound, the trees so weighted down, errant flowers turn loose their hold and float to the forest floor beneath...
Storms are moving through the Classic City again. This makes two nights in a row. I love to lie in bed on these evenings, with a good book, as music from another room drifts in while the rain pours and the thunder rolls.
We buried Fat Frank a few days ago. Just sayin' ... I am sure he's somewhere, stuffing himself --and how! -- on free corn and birdseed, in a place where the sky is forever blue and the sun always shines down on the upper deck.
Get More of What You Love.