A Journal Class Demonstration in my SketchbookThis was done in one of my favorite gardens. Whatever the season, what ever is growing on it at any given time, I love this gate!
I don't have any classes today, and I am home, catching up on paper work. My studio/classroom opens on three sides to the breeze and summer air, so it is very pleasant in here. Filing and going through notes after several busy weeks of classes is kind of like cleaning up after a party - taking my time, savoring the memories, recapping some of the workshops . . . It's not over, but this seems to be a good place in time to catch up a little.
It is so quiet in the neighborhood today. Why can't it be like this all night? It comes alive after dark - dogs, people, cars, wild animals, music, firetrucks. While our daughter was visiting a couple of weeks ago, she heard people walking in the street in the middle of the night, and the guy says, "Babe?" The girl says, "Yeah?" The guy says, "I have to go to jail on Friday." The girl freaked out, and they walked on out of earshot. What the heck - this is not the inner city. This is a quiet little neighborhood (maybe not) in a quiet little resort town, on the banks of a beautiful bright blue bay.
We are still wondering what that wild animal screeching was in the middle of the night. And that bird flying over this morning at dawn that sounded like a cross between a Canada goose and a loon. And I'm wondering how Babe is getting along while her boyfriend is in jail.