Oh June, you nutty month

Oh June, you nutty month

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Well hi.  This is the closest I’ve gotten to painting recently and it’s been sitting on my easel like this for about three weeks.  Humph.

And you know what’s weird?  It’s all blue.  I’m sure I didn’t paint it that way.  It was my nice creamy dress in my nice creamy room and the lighting was all warm and yellowy.  And I was sure I was painting it that way.

But when I stood back and took a look…. blue!  And it’s been mocking me from the easel ever since.  Cheeky monkey.  I’ll get back to you!

I bought that nice creamy dress for at least one or two of a few events we’ve had and have coming up.  Weddings, showers, graduations.  Nice.  This is my crew all cleaned up.  Aren’t they awesome?

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So time not spent at weddings and graduations and that sort of thing has been full of driving and kid logistics and lots and lots of painting of the needlepoint persuasion.  I’ve fallen behind on both blogging and following what you’re all doing.  Now that school’s out I think I’ll have a bit more time to catch up on that.  Miss it.  It was a long challenging school year and I’m giddy that it’s done.  Hope to begin catching up on a lot of things.

Tonight I came up to my office to perhaps do just a bit more work but there were two things working against me.  First of all my office gets sooooooo hot in the late afternoon and it is still steaming now, at ten at night.  Or I am anyways.  Sitting here steaming.

The second thing that nixed the work-a-bit-more plan was this guy sitting outside my window.  An owl.  So much closer than he looks here, wretched iPhone.  Just sitting in the tree staring in at me.  I love owls so much.  Old souls right? I hear them at night sometimes and know they’re around but I hardly ever get to see one.  Such a thrill.  He sat and looked at me and at my cats out on my window ledge and they looked at him, and I watched them all.

His wise words before he flew off were these:  “Go to bed, silly woman.  You’re tired.”

Not like I’m not going to listen to an owl.

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  • SnowfoxBandit
    Posted at 06:29h, 18 June

    Love the “old souls” comment. I agree! We have an owl in our neighborhood, and I love the nights we can hear him/her hooting outside our window. 🙂

    • jennifertan47
      Posted at 18:51h, 18 June

      The barred owls here make a call that sounds exactly like “who cooks for you?” And they sometimes ask quite a few times! :).

  • kellisamson
    Posted at 10:01h, 18 June

    Oh, my gosh – gorgeous images, all three! What a beautiful family you have! Welcome back and happy summer!

    • jennifertan47
      Posted at 18:52h, 18 June

      Thank you my friend! Looking forward to catching up on what’s been going on with you and wow! School’s out for all of you! Fun! Happy summer to you too.

  • joseph
    Posted at 20:37h, 06 July

    I know I shouldn’t comment but then again when a picture is as perfect as the one with you and the kids ……………. just beautiful Buttons, you are stunning