World Watercolor Month Day #3

It was nice being off three days. Did a lot of painting, had a nice day with Mom, went to watercolor class. Today, back to work. After work it was still about 90 and it was just bright and glare-y and meh sky.

Came home and put the new line in the weed-whacker and finished whacking the weeds (aka the front lawn). That was more than enough to send me inside!

I’d listened to and read too much news today and thought about how I was working in a mall on the fourth of July and how we’d be pretty busy tomorrow, on a “short” day while all the world craziness went on and even crazier.

So I painted this.

World Watercolor Month Day #3

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NaPoWriMo 2019 – Day Twenty-Eight

a day arrives when
ordinary and mundane
aren’t on the agenda
I put out my hand to you
and we’re strong
for each other.

NaPoWriMo 2019 – Day Twenty-Eight

NaPoWriMo 2019 – Day Twenty

(based on a real encounter. PS it’s hard to take hair selfies…)

We Both Had Braids

Like wow, that’s your real hair
the young woman said,
having admired the color
and me, having noted hers
orange and pink tones
recalling a stylish dress
I wore in seventh grade,
answered – you mean the dark
and white, making grey?
I considered my mother’s
beautiful white waves
and told her how my
father’s hair had stayed
dark with silver strands
She said, you’re so lucky!

NaPoWriMo 2019 – Day Twenty

NaPoWriMo 2019 – Day Twelve

Angry fearful man
I did not make you so
and yet you endeavor
to elicit some apology
or care from me while
showing me how tough
and unassailable you are
angry and fearful man.
I tend the item
you regretfully
need my help with.
I dream of the
orange in my bag
waiting for lunch.
The orange last night
was warm and so juicy
sweet and fragrant
as though condensing
all previous oranges
making those not
yet conceived in blossom
pale paper versions.
The orange in my bag
also unrefrigerated
waits until we are done
angry fearful man
and my thoughts turn to
think how it will
flavor the air around me
as I shake off the
labors of this morning.

NaPoWriMo 2019 – Day Twelve was originally published on

fooling around digitally

Not as welcoming a surface to work on, glass, but when given the opportunity I try to learn more about sketching etc on an iPad. Here was yesterday’s quick “pencil” sketch. I think it was with the 6B setting. Brush, pencil? It’s all software.

Maybe it’s just been a sort of black and white week.

Sunday Off

I had breakfast and then drove home the long way through Chatham, enjoying the sun even if it was in the teens. Felt warmer. Stopped for gas at the Stewarts in Chatham and cleaned my windshields and put the end of the wiper fluid in the car hoping it might warm up the front nozzles (and it did). I did a little (emphasis on little) vacuuming with my cute little yellow vacuum cleaner. The cats didn’t think too much of that, even though it’s much quieter than my old vacuum.

When the cats returned to their perches (purr-ches?) I admired Harry’s ability to spring back from vacuum-induced-panic.

I did a little painting:

And now I’m writing. All in all a good day off!

A Pleasant Surprise

Today I bought a few doodads for this new MacBook Pro’s USB-C/Thunderbolt3 ports. The ethernet adaptor – just feel like if it’s only rarely useful I’m ok with it. The SD card adaptor – will get used a lot. A tiny SSD drive with a LOT of space which let me take off all the current photos that had gotten moved from the other MBP and feel like I got a fresh start. Not really of course but I’m still good with it.

The cable on that tiny SSD drive turned out to be exactly the one I’d wondered if I could get for my more traditional Time Machine drive for this machine! So that was a happy bonus. One cable to rule them all.