Gardening, Painting and Photographs

I found the perfect spot to plant basil. This year I planted it in an alcove between the garage and house. It gets late afternoon light and none too directly. Consequently, the two plants are plentiful and lush. A verdant abundance of aromatic joy. I will be making pesto and cabrese galore.


I’m still painting. I have done less this summer because there are other things to do. This week I have been down in the dumps because summer is nearing it’s end and a particular malady I am prone to keeps rearing it’s ugly head. Since I’ve been trapped inside I thought I should make use of my time by putting paint on canvas.


It would seem that I have an affinity for calves. Their big doey eyes just reel me in.


I also love ravens. Their sociability and intellect are amazing. I keep trying to paint them.


Owls are the rage too so I tried to paint one. I’m proud of this one too.

Lastly, photographs. I need to do more but this one makes me smile. Yes, it’s my Joe. I’m not a pro at any of these hobbies. I don’t suppose that’s the point though. I derive great pleasure from doing them, a certain amount of peace and contentment. One has to fill the time doing something productive. The state of the world will get you down. You have to find a way to keep sane, to put light and hope in the world. Hopefully, these efforts will radiate to the small part of the world I influence.


Insomnia and daylight savings … ugh.

My husband and I bought a new mattress. To say that it’s “firm” would be an understatement. It’s more like sleeping on a rock slab. As a result I end up in the guest room sleeping on our old mattress which is a pillow top and feels like sleeping on a cloud. I occasionally will take over-the-counter sleep aids but feel guilty every time since they are reportedly so harmful to your liver, ugh.

Anyway, I couldn’t sleep and lost another hour thanks to Woodrow Wilson and FDR and their effort to create more daylight for wars and what not. Geezsh, really?

So here I set on a Sunday a.m. contemplating stuff. Wishing I had more light to paint with. Which is something I finally got to do yesterday. I am continuing to paint cows. Those big black eyes just call to me for some reason.


She’s a Jersey calf. I feel okay about it. After watching a few more instructional videos I think I definitely need to invest in better quality paint. As with everything else in life, the better your tools the better the outcome. Maybe I should keep painting and use what I have. I’m no Mary Cassatt.

The good news is we are that much closer to spring and the snow here is melting away. Soon I will be paddling in my new kayak and life will be grand.

Have a great Sunday!

I love ravens and crows.

Some time ago I watched a documentary or heard a news magazine about crows. The story detailed how intelligent and social they are. I figure they are great subject material for a new painter. Birds as a whole are rather simple.

Here is my raven chick. I’m pleased.


He’s sweet and slightly angry. I’ll probably try again and tweak it more but he makes me happy.

A new start. A new day. A new hobby.

I never imagined that I possessed even a modicum of artistic skill or talent. It’s never been a hobby or interest I seriously considered. While being an admirer of painting, sculpting, drawing and what not I never imagined I could be one myself. I’ve never really thought I had talent or skill of any kind. Well, except for cooking and I suppose the only “artistic” endeavor I’ve considered was writing. Although, I grew up playing the piano and had the ability to play by ear. In fact, I remember how dissapointed my instructor was when I quit playing. Yeah, I could kick myself for that decision.

So, over the last few months I realized I needed to do something with my free time (besides watch TV). I needed to use my brain for good. Cooking is all well and good but too much of it makes the backside big and well I have plenty of that. About six months ago I participated in a painting workshop. You know the kind … with wine, food, and paint. The instructor was obnoxious and overbearing but I learned that I might actually enjoy painting and with some instruction could possibly be okay at it. With the encouragment from a new friend I have begun to paint and sketch. Granted I am not great nor will anyone be chomping at the bit to buy any of my work but it is such a nice way to spend time. I find great peace in just spreading the paint on the canvas. Many times I paint over what I start and even that has something satisfying about it.

Mostly I’ve been painting animals like birds, cows, and elephants. I also now spend an inordinate amount of time on Pinterest looking for inspiration. I watch YouTube videos for instruction. It’s a great way to while away the cold wintery days.

Here are a few of my attempts…