Everything’s clearer now the rain is gone

Well, it comes and goes but there have been bright days and some nice sunsets lately. I’m enjoying a few days off for the holiday and so I did go out yesterday morning and this afternoon. Bonus sunset photos! Sunday I re-wet my palette paints AFTER I’d been painting and let them soak it all in while sitting in the car overnight and what lovely paints I had for using today.

Everything’s clearer now the rain is gone

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Painting in the Rain

That’s what the first part of yesterday was all about. This morning has stopped raining for the moment so I guess I’m heading back out there.

And then the vultures came.

Painting in the Rain

That Bright Shiny Thing…

in the sky… what was that?

That was yesterday. Today, it wasn’t raining but there was no sun, and since I was off I got out there and tried some painting.

And then it rained some more.

So I came home and drew a couple things for the online people-drawing class.

That Bright Shiny Thing…

May Day 2019

I got up and – ME – I had a conference call! The times they are a changin’ folks!

And then I got up and out and headed off to replace some common toiletries and drugs that I’d either run out of or which had expired in some degree. I don’t care too much about hard dates on those but I’m a reasonable person. Also, like my travel deodorant just fell apart… I got no explanation for stuff like that. And it’s pollen season and I really needed more claratin etc etc.

Then I stopped to paint. I was pulled pretty far off route 20 and after awhile a Fucillo parts delivery van pulled up along side me, the driver gesturing to find out if I was ok. I gave him the thumbs up and held up my in-progress painting, which now looks like this:

May Day 2019

NaPoWriMo 2019 – Day Eighteen

I had taken a week off my duties as Twitter-Aggregator (“I read twitter so you don’t have to!”) because sometimes you have to step back and regroup. Now it’s time to get back to it and to start trying to exert pressure again to get things done. It ain’t easy being ignored (and what else would you call a non-response from elected officials). For better or worse hope springs up again like daffodils after a bad winter.

All the time I was growing up
people in the movies
generally
did the right thing,
rose to the moment,
made the hard choice,
and even the bad guys
murmured their regrets
and whispered love for mom
in their final moments.
These days, that slaps me
in the face with each request
to send a crucial letter
to text or fax appeals
for the action so needed.
Sure, I think, of course.
Of course I will do that.
And then I wonder why
thousands or millions of
messages and words are needed
for a trusted leader
to do the right thing.
And that is the hardest
loss of all – where did it go
that “do the right thing?”
I don’t pretend that
movies are just like life
but if I have to ask you
to do the right thing
over and over and over
maybe I’m just asking
the wrong person.

NaPoWriMo 2019 – Day Eighteen

First Paint of the Day

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NaPoWriMo 2019 – Day Fifteen

One of the more recent changes in the world…

While I’m talking,
your eyes, lowered,
never look at me.
I’m not sure you
are listening at all
but you occasionally nod.
At me? I’m uncertain.
You speak but not to me
your lips reciting
what your fingers send.
Is there etiquette
I should follow here,
like waiting twenty
minutes for a professor?
I don’t know and so
I wait for the return
of conversation.

NaPoWriMo 2019 – Day Fifteen was originally published on