Journal Pages

It's been awhile since I posted journal pages. 

But I continue to write.

It's been a life long passion.

An obsession, I suppose.

Maybe in a previous life I was a scribe or a monk.

Sitting alone in my cell penning words.

That's what I am in this life, anyway.

At times.

Now that the nest is empty I can finally think.

I used to wish the merry-go-round would stop awhile so I could figure life out.

That's what I'm doing now, I suppose.

Trying to connect the dots.

And also writing things down so I won't forget.

Recording the results of the experiments in my laboratory studio.

Referencing recipes for future use. 

Goofing off.

Yeah. Mostly goofing off.

Right now I'm supposed to be packing for a trip to the beach.

I always like to be doing something other than what I should be doing.

And daydreaming.

I learned this week how constructive daydreaming is.

So I'm going to stop saying I'm lazy.

I'm just doing the important regenerating work of doing nothing.

So later I can do something.

I hope you're finding things to do to make your heart easy. 

Whatever it is, dont call it being lazy.

That's what I learned this week.

xo

Garden Stroll

The garden. We finally got an overcast day, in fact it's misting lightly, so I was able to get photos of the garden. Above is luscious Buff Beauty. Fragrant! Prolific.

The new fig tree in the garden is finally gaining some size. Loaded with figs too.

The rhodies are still hanging in.

And the tomatoes have been planted and bedded down.

Looking toward the leeks and lots of volunteers.

Siberian Iris.

Peonies. 

Beans are popping up along the trellis.

Bleeding Heart.

Blueberry bushes. Two months until the picking.

Peace rose. I started from a cutting many years ago.

Potatoes and leeks.

Rosa Kathleen. 

Lily of the Valley.

The pepper patch.

Rosa Graham Thomas.

Berries; black and raspberries.

Part of the ginormous house eater rose.

Sheltering under the apple tree as the rain increases.

Rosa Sheer Bliss.

Potatoes.

Rosa Heritage. 

I pulled out the oil paints this week and did a portrait.

Happy Memorial Day and Start of Summer. 

Life is beautiful. xo

Peonies and Roses

The yard is glorious.

More garden pictures coming. 

I love May in Oregon!

London

London. How do I love thee? Truly and wholeheartedly.

Michel Fletcher, Kathie Vezzani and I spent only 2 1/2 days there but we packed a lifetime into our hours together.

There was one day that we must have walked 10 miles together.

On both days we visited art museums.

Took a zillion photographs.

Ate a lot of wonderful food.

Filled our senses with all that was new and unfamiliar.

The London skyline.

Browsing the stalls in Covent Garden.

Stopping to rest.

Taking in musicals.

We saw the Commitments.

And Sunny Afternoon.

Excellent shows; the casts sang their guts out for us.

Dang, I love the theatre.

But the National Art Museum.

Can I just say?

And Dumas at the Tate Modern.

Communing with artists from the past.

Yes. They talk to me.

Kathie and her doppelganger from the Renaissance.

The mysterious lady in red.

Michel in a room full of Richters.

Blissed out!

Torture to have to leave so soon.

London, I love you. I love your big city ways, your layers of history, architecture, food and your accent. No, YOUR accent. ha ha. Thank you for the memories.

Back to regular programming. 

xo