The past few months have been full and a bit challenging. My mother's dementia quickly took her away from us and after weeks of emergency rooms, skilled nursing (I use the term loosely), and relocation to a wonderful board and care, she passed, peacefully in her sleep, on Feb. 2.
A beloved Mother, Grandmother and Great-Grandmother. May she rest in peace.
Some of you will remember her from this previous post!
We are in the midst of serious drought here so this was a welcome site. I love rainy days. Even discovered there is a name for people who do. Pluviophile.
I think it's because I grew up in Cleveland. Too much sunshine makes me edgy.
Then there was a wonderful mystery. This rug showed up at my doorstep. A friend said she was sending me a little present, so I assumed it was from her. I have to admit, when I opened it I was a bit surprised. No one ever sent me a rug before! But it wasn't from her. I didn't order it. The package was addressed to me from the distributer. Inquiries went no where. It looks great here in my art room. So, I'm grateful for unexpected gifts. Maybe my Mom sent it...
I have been complaining how much I miss the wildlife at the ranch. I got this amazing bird house last Mother's Day and I finally have birds coming to eat and chat! We even put out a little fountain we won at a charity auction for drinking and bathing. Life is good if you have birds at your door! If you would like one of these very cool structures leave a comment and I'll put you in touch with the couple who makes them.
Still trying to get my little pals to sit still for a photo!
I have been writing and painting and sketching in my art journals. Those books are a great place to get your stuff worked out. Here is some of the art.
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One of these days you will see the poetry. The husband, along with several others who so kindly encourage my writing, have finally convinced me to put together a book. It's more work than I imagined. Stay tuned.
After several intense months of pain and pleasure, here's what I'm thinking:
