It’s My Birthday!!


Chocolate covered(gluten free!!!) cherry BALLOONS from my darling daughter!

And sweet potted baby daffodils and handmade cards from my son, his wife and my beautiful grandchildren who visited last week. Along with a gorgeous vase full of multi-colored tulips from my first-born son and his wife.

Today my husband and I shall venture into the village for a visit to a new antique store. Oh boy! I’m looking for a little table on which to paint in my bedroom. Almost portable… shabby and just big enough. Fingers crossed.

Yesterday a lovely long visit to the best nursery in Sonoma County, a new “old” rose to climb my arbor and lots of flowers to fill my pots.

My greatest gifts ~ My family. I am blessed.


“It’s my Birthday!”
The Beatles, course…

And just because this silly minion video made me laugh so hard, I peed my PJ’s! Well, I said it’s my birthday, didn’t I?





Bonnets by the Backdoor

backdoor hats

Grandmas Hats

Not your typical “Easter bonnet” but far more to my liking!

linda adelaide

Hoping your day is filled with all things delightfully Spring!

Bouquet of Tea Roses


Oh, Spring! I want to go out and feel you and get inspiration. My old things seem dead. I want fresh contacts, more vital searching. ~Emily Carr




Watercolor Wednesday ~ Dragon Incarnations

dragon watercolor

14″ sq. watercolor

Never laugh at live dragons ~j.r.r. tolkien


My son and his family are visiting this week  (with a flu I now have) so I thought I’d post the dragon painting I’m finally finishing.
It’s time {I think?} … I started it at least 5 years ago!!

And my oldest grandson thinks it’s “cool”!
{I think THAT’S pretty cool!}


Grandson and grandfather plowing fields

I am not a quick painter.
Finishing is never my ultimate goal as I wander blissfully thru my palette of countless hues.  I must “feel” it’s done from a spiritual perspective.  I find it difficult to know, to put a time frame around the process, until I see the completion has magically happened. It can never be forced.

When I reach a point of “not knowing”, I don’t look at the work for several weeks to years. One day I’ll feel inspired to pick it up again.

I’m not sure how productive this is but I’ve been doing it for decades so doubt I’ll be changing my eccentric ways.

Here are the incarnations of this painting, despite their questionable photographic merits!
There is a pinkish cast, a bluish cast and a yellow cast!
I’ve not got the foggiest reason why…


dragon mountain


dragon rainbows

“This of course is the way to talk to dragons, if you don’t want to reveal your proper name (which is wise), and don’t want to infuriate them by a flat refusal (which is also very wise). No dragon can resist the fascination of riddling talk and of wasting time to trying to understand it.” 

J.R.R. Tolkien “The Hobbit”

I will return next week to visit your blogs. I am not able to spend much time online right now and will then need a few days to rest over the weekend. I adore my family yet cannot keep up with them as much as I’d like. I accept that but the time I do have with them is precious. Thus they are my priority until they return home.

Animal House watercolor painting



An Old Wisteria and Spring



Nothing that you see here was planted. At least not by us. It was planted by the original homesteaders of this land over 120 years ago. Originally there was a farmhouse here on this little knoll behind our house. The wisteria wrapped around a porch that surrounded the front and side of the house. It was huge then and if I can locate an old photo we have, I will post it.

Wisteria Behind Oaks

Wisteria Behind Oaks

In addition to the wisteria, there are privet hedges still standing here and there, calla lilies, narcissus, naked lady lilies, many walnut, oak seedlings and huge trees. There used to be an entire orchard in the distant pasture but they’ve all fallen over in recent years, tho we do still see an apple on the old tree. I believe it’s called a “Lady Apple”. Years ago they were small but very sweet! And very buggy!

Wisteria + Trees

Wisteria + Trees

The tree which moves some to tears of joy 

is in the Eyes of others only a Green thing that stands in the way. 

Some see Nature all ridicule and deformity, 

and by these I shall not regulate my proportions; 

and some scarce see Nature at all. 

But to the Eyes of the Man of Imagination, 

Nature is Imagination itself. 

~William Blake 


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