telling a story Tag

School started this week.I know. I feel the same.Just before that I took some time to paint on the long weekend.  This big painting had been sitting since June but I added the coral inside bits of the fish and a bit more.  Done!And just...

Isn't summer exquisite?I've been working very hard lately, very little time for painting.That's OK.  My time will come.  Have been avoiding blogging here a bit as I am supposed to be a painter and that's hard to blog when I am painting so little but...

All right.  It's time.A few years ago one summer night the cat who sleeps on my bed leaped on with such a big thud that it woke me up.  This in itself worried some far off, sleep-dim part of my brain since she usually comes and goes...

It started a few weeks ago one day when I pulled up the driveway and was greeted and treated to an explosion of song and tweets and burbling, and with that one of my swallow family announced he was back from his winter away and he had stuff...

On one side, real cat.  All feisty and hopped up on spring, begging to be let outside then desperate to come back in, bombing around the house, jumping up on sills and ledges.  Full of the devil.The other side.  Shadow cat.  Quieter, her job to...