LK's New Book

I opened my front door this morning and discovered a wonderful surprise----a box from Amazon.com. Inside was my copy of LK Ludwig's new book. For any of you Dear Readers who love art journaling and/of collaborative projects, this is a must have. It is truly a beautiful book, a feast for the eyes. All of the different collaborative projects featured are inspiring and fascinating to study and the photographs are excellent.

And, yes, I am included in the book! (As my daughter Annie would say, "Drum roll, please!") Above is an example of the sorts of things my Photojournal group does. My work is the top right and bottom left of the above photo. That particular little book from the Photojournal group was entitled Shades of Black.

LK even included a quote of mine---of which I have no memory!

I am so pleased to have been included in this beautiful book. I hope LK sells a million copies!

May Morning

I spent a lovely long weekend at the cabin. I haven't been there in weeks and weeks and weeks and I have been missing my little house in the woods.


I had a pleasant surprise driving in----the wash out in the gully has been repaired. Seven of the lot owners down at my end of the road banded together and hired a contractor to fix our mess at the bottom of By Golly Gully. (The Road Association continues to try to get FEMA funding to do our food-caused road woes, but the wheels of bureaucracy grind slooooooooooooooly and who knows when any money might be seen? In the meantime the gully wash out was getting worse and worse with each rain and something had to be done. I was pleasantly surprised at the bid. I hope that the bid amount is the final figure, but you never know until the bill is in hand!)

The upsetting part of the weekend was discovering my beloved Aga cooker is not working. It is always such a shock to arrive and discover that the Aga is stone cold. It's not supposed to be cold! It's supposed to be warm and ready to boil a kettle of water for tea or to pot something into the roasting oven for dinner with no need to preheat. A stone cold Aga is a sad, sad thing. I have arranged for the Aga doctor to come fix it, again, but it won't be until mid-month. Poor little house will have to muddle along without its warm heart until then. (the photo below shows my little Aga last July 4th, helpfully drying out the flags and bunting that got drenched in our traditional Independence Day Downpour!)

In the meantime, I soothed my eyes (and nose) with the lilacs that are just opening into glorious, joyous flower.

Don't you just love lilac time?