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In the garden: planting, weeding, pruning and now watering.
Napping in the afternoon when I can (my perfect world includes a daily nap).
Enjoying the abundance available at this time of year.
Broccoli + feta + olives + garlic toast made in the frying pan.
Doodling and stitching a bit
Preparing for lift off?
Sound track for my day: Taj Mahal, "Little Brown Dog."
Taken through moving car window.
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My parent's bee house, picture taken in March
The strawberries have filled in but it seems doubtful there will be early berries.
There seem to be more bees this year in my garden than last.
Spotted a warbler (maybe this one?) in the garden for the first time this weekend. One of my neighbors saw them in his garden as well.
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For drafts.
Age nine. We were moving and my best friend invited me to pick from her collection of glass figurines, to choose one to remember her by. Because I was all about horses at that age, I chose a foal laying down. Unfortunately, this upset my friend as it was one that her grandmother had given her. I remember offering to choose another one (I am pretty sure anyway) and her mother saying, no, that the foal was the one I had chosen and that I was to take it.
I’ve lost touch with this particular friend. Although we wrote letters to each other for several years, those dwindled away. But this little figure has come with me wherever I have gone and I do remember my friend whenever I see it. They are good memories. But it also holds a place of change, a pivotal point.
It's been a week of choosing one word each day and then a response.
I usually draw my word the night before, just after an image is posted. I think about the word, consider how I would define it. Rock might be noun or verb. I might be prompted to create in response, layers of creation. For "stripe" I stitched a patch.
Already I am considering the limitations of one word and an image for when there is more to the story. The need for sentences. The consideration of how much to share. "Childhood" was that way. I chose the little figurine as something from my childhood and so many thoughts and stories came to me.
Yesterday's word, worn. Worn: showing it's age, used, loved. And too, a sense of being tired, one might say "worn out." Or maybe an article of clothing worn that day...
Today's word: window.
To let the light in...
So close to blooming...
and just a hint of dandelion.