Vacation from the easel. I'm a painter, and since I have a day job, there is blessed little time to spend at what I'd guess you'd call my real work. Past summers, the siren song of the blue sky and the need to accomplish something, have been at odds with each other. This year, there's no conflict, because I'm just taking the summer off. Period. No 'I really should be doing.....' this and 'I really need to work on that..' Instead, I have chores! This makes me happier than I can tell you.
Beginning this evening, this is shaping up to be a very social weekend. Since I live like a veritable hermit, this will be both welcome and, I'm sure, exhausting.
But since I'm occupying a little slice of heaven on earth, it only seems right to share.