Soft-flow fancy water squirty thingy - CHECK!
Avoid soap in the googley eyes - CHECK!
Wishing I were anywhere but here - CHECK!
Getting even with Dad - CHECK!
Feeling much better now. - CHECK!
Thanks Dad - Happy Father's Day!
Olivia Before
Olivia Now
Cybil was rescued from the shelter in 1992 and went to the Bridge just a few weeks ago. Her mom, Sharon, honored her by planting white Impatiens this spring. I got to meet little Cybil when I visited Sharon in New Hampshire two years ago and she was the sweetest, most loving kitty. Sharon posted this poem on Cybil's catster page:
And oh how the years go by
And oh how the love brings tears to my eyes
All through the changes the soul never dies
We fight, we laugh, we cry
As the years go by
Depths of Blue is another in my series from the 2008 Dallas Arboretum paintout. When I was painting depths of blue, I could hear my former art teacher Vicki McMurry in the back of my head directing me. She was saying things like, "It worries me that you are making that flower so bright near the edge of the canvas..." She really is a great teacher. I worry about me, too, having all these voices in my head when I am painting. Must have something to do with the aging process.... Vicki has one of the best books on painting I ever read. She is a master of beautifully rendered color and she has the added distinction of being a Texas gal.
Hydrangea blooms make their debut.
My gardening assistant this morning, Annabelle.
Every year I buy a little hydrangea plant from the grocery store and stick it in the ground and think positive thoughts about it. After 3 years, one of these thirsty little shrubs has finally produced flowers! They're tiny, but the blossoms are just starting to open.
Angel Wiggles, Howie and Java in the sun.
Puggy Footnote: Spied out the window yesterday afternoon - Howie went out the doggy door to nap on the deck. A few minutes after he laid down, Annie came out and plopped down next to him and settled her head on his rear. Then Java came out and lay down and put his head on Howie's belly. Howie can now add "professional pillow" to his puggy resume.
In May painters from around the region set up their easels at the Dallas Arboretum for the first annual Paintout there. I'll have a series of paintings from the Arboretum on my web site soon, and I'll have works at the Dallas Arboretum Artscape in September.
Early May is the perfect time to visit the Arboretum, while the blooms are in high season and the sun hasn't remembered it should be baking us to a crisp yet. I met some fellow artists at the Arboretum and really enjoyed painting outdoors for the first time in that setting. No pugs assisting on this one, just the squirrels and an occasional butterfly.
The USDA calls the Texas Thistle a "noxious weed." It's thorny and invasive and hard to control and one of my absolute favorite plants - these bristley things pop up all along the highways and in pastures in the hot months. I gaze at them with longing when I drive home from work, trying to figure out some safe spot where I can pull over and get a photo without getting flattened by an 18-wheeler.