My cat Bittie couldn’t stay off my lap today – and Ella my sweet Border Collie/Aussie mix was attached to my side.
I’m very excited to have my studio and plethora of supplies at hand.
I have to share with you a couple of emails I got from my Dad tonight – see below – perhaps we can all tell him he needs to blog here at The Feeding Edge! He’d be great at posts on food and travels. He’s an amazing poet too!
Email one, subject – Observations: Driving through southeastern Wisconsin this afternoon, I tasted the finest apple in existance… I’m quite sure it was a Honey Crisp. Magnificant! Pure Mana from the gods. The farm had the most incredible barn; perfectly round with a stone foundation up 6 or 8′ and a wood shingled roof. I did a u-turn and went back to photograph it and wantered into the garage to view an assortment of 15 or so varieties of orchard fresh apples. Three were recommended and I tried the Honey Crisp… lucky me! the farm has been in the same family for an incredible 171 years. Oops, they just served my salad. Eat more apples!
Email two, subject Saga Continues: So when the Ceasar arrived it was under dressed so I sent the poor bartender back to the kitchen. More thick, heavy (this is Houlahans’s but dressing like Outback) dressing was a major improvement. The salmon arrived dried up and I let the bartender insist on ordering another; much better the second time. I should really wear a t-shirt denoting “warning’ I’m the most particular patron you’ve ever served.” Bon Soir
What a day. Dad suggested I do an apple of paramecium. Check out this site on these little creatures. I thought it was a great idea (by the way – ideas welcome) but I thought maybe you might all prefer paisley.
Traveling home tomorrow – I’ll be creating day nineteen on a plane.
It was a perfect day in Maine… crisp, clear and the water was calm. I stood out on the deck of the ferry for most of the ride and spoke with one of the boat hands about Telluride in the 1960’s! It is a small glorious world. We walked in the front door at 10am and the sun was just getting warm enough for a nap on the deck while Dad mowed the lawn. I loved laying in the chaise and hearing the rush of the water coming in through the mill race, the geese squawking, a faint chirp of the crickets, and the sound of the ferry horn announcing its arrival into the harbor.
Wow – kinda crazy – mother nature was playing tricks on me tonight. Power went out around 5:30pm and didn’t come back on until about 15 minutes ago at around 10:30pm eastern time. My friend Nate said that acts of nature would have allowed me to double up on posts if I hadn’t been able to get online. That may happen at some point in the next 365 – ok… 350 days but I’d rather it didn’t happen this early into my endeavor. Thank goodness I had started my Pollock-esque Apple yesterday. Hope you like it!
I started a Pollock-esque apple tonight but the paint wouldn’t dry so I had to go plan B!
I love this simple, clean image. A big storm seems to be headed towards New England… Vinalhaven may need to wait for me until Saturday and then home to Colorado early next week. I can’t wait to be home with my sweetie, my four legged friends, and all the art supplies in my studio!
Day Eleven and hanging in there. We all caught a bit of a bug – I think my brother Jason got the worst of it but my niece and nephew, Parker and Beckett seemed to weather the storm no problem. Parker and I rolled out cookie dough and cut out shapes for close to two hours this afternoon and covered them with frosting and sprinkles – I think she may be another family artist in the making! Cutting out cookies with the cookie cutters made me start thinking of puzzle pieces and the colors are a nod to Parker’s pallet choices!