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Pema Chodron, Living + Dying

An inspiring human being… I can hardly believe she’s 80 years young!   Rainbow Buddhas, watercolor+watercolor pencil by las “All the really good ideas I ever had came to me while I was milking a cow.” Grant Wood ©2007-2016 by L’Adelaide-CountryWomanPaints. All rights reserved.

vineyard-oak

August 27, 2016
ĽAdelaide

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Almost Harvest + Digging a Big Hole

 The correct term is “Farm Pond”. That’s 20 acre feet of water (about 300x400x20feet deep) used on a farm! It looks like we’re digging to China and surrounding it with the Great Wall! Despite the drought going on five years, it still took the County almost 2 years to grant our permits. Then we had […]

colored pencils

May 26, 2016
ĽAdelaide

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Stepped Away..

“Moon Woman Message” watercolor and pencil-11″x15″ Seems I’ve been gone awhile. Words no longer stream from my brain. The details are distractions. This small drawing illustrates “Every body falls apart” If you think not, you are disarmed by deceptive thinking. You will not last forever in that skin bag you might hold so dear. Next […]

california poppy

April 19, 2016
ĽAdelaide

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Spring Vineyards Along with Surging Allergies

I haven’t been online. You may have noticed. My reclusive nature extends to this medium. There are weeks, I find, when I do not look at a screen. During this time I stay centered, something difficult to do with distractions at every turn. My mind can’t filter all the mad impulses that beat down the […]

calla lily fields

February 9, 2016
ĽAdelaide

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Shining Trees at Sunrise

I am so enjoying this lovely warm break from clouds, fog and drizzly days. Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems. ~Rainer Maria Rilke I thought I’d share this lucky capture as the sun rises, lighting up the oak trees on the hillsides. Stunning… And an eager calla lily who […]

vineyard + volunteer Daffs

January 16, 2016
ĽAdelaide

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Vineyard in Winter

Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems. ~Rainer Maria Rilke A cold wet morning at 7am. The vines have just been pruned back, grass is mown {or awaiting it’s turn…} and the prunings chopped and tilled into the soil. About a month ago~ Another growing season in the vineyards begins… […]