Thursday, July 24, 2014

A new little one...

The birds are gone to bed the cows are still
And sheep lie panting on each old molehill
And underneath the willow's grey-green bough
Like toil a-resting lies the fallow plough
The timid hares throw daylight fears away
On the lane road to dust and dance and play
Then dabble in the grain by nought deterred
To lick the dew-fall from the barley's beard
Then out they sturt again and round the hill
Like happy thoughts - dance - squat - and loiter still
Till milking maidens in the early morn
Gingle their yokes and sturt them in the corn
Through well-known beaten pates each nimbling hare
Sturts quick as fear - and seeks its hidden lair 

 John Clare

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Sunday, July 20, 2014

and another morning sky...

Every morning is different.

Saturday, July 19, 2014

journaling on...

Haven't painted in a long time and just wanted to catch the pretty pink sky this morning.  I have to remember, it's just a journal page capturing a memory...

Friday, July 18, 2014

sketching again...

Just trying out drawing with colored pencils and something from the kitchen.

Chive plants that I have from Rob's grandmother.  Heritage Chives; is that what you would call them?

Thursday, July 17, 2014

A day out

Tuesday, Julie and I had  a lovely day with our friend, Tish.  We went to the movies and saw "Chef" and i loved it!  Some "language" in the beginning, but you get past that and it's a "feel good" story.  Then we came back to Tish's and she made lunch for us.  Salmon patties and mac & cheese...yum!  A
"feel good" lunch.

So while Tish was busy in the kitchen, and her and Julie were talking over recipes, i did my sketchbook skool homework and sketched her kitchen.

Finished it with a little watercolor when i got home.

Here she is.

Kandi is looking for the birds.

Driving home, the sky was so dramatic.  We thought we'd run into a thunderstorm, but it didn't happen.

What a nice day!

Monday, July 14, 2014

the baby

Watchful Mommy

 She built her nest in our awning and it stayed there through winds and rainstorm.

One little head peeking out.

Almost ready to go...I hope.