Last night was the "super moon" and while I didn't get to see it just as it rose, I did manage to get a couple of shots of it once it had cleared the hills to the south of the cabin. It was spectacular!
I spent the weekend at the cabin and it was so nice to be up there, in the quiet, where things are blooming and the phone doesn't ring. I read a lot of magazines, worked in my journal and read. It was heaven. A nice break from the Festival craziness that May always brings. My lilacs are just beginning to be in bloom. Next weekend they should be in their full glory, but alas, I won't see it. I will be in California celebrating my son-in-law's graduation from law school (a truly good reason to miss the lilacs).
The rhododendrons at the cabin are in full bloom now (and I, of course, forgot to take photos). I have all pink up there. In town, at the house, my red rhoddies are blooming like mad and the yellow azaleas are a lovely counterpoint to all the red.
The fiddleheads of emerging ferns are everywhere....
....and the hydrangeas are putting out leaves of the most lovely green. Some of them are showing little bits of the blossoms to come.
I have done a fair amount of work in my journal lately, more than I consistently do when I'm not traveling. For some reason, I am compelled to journal when traveling, but at home journaling often gets put on the back burner as mundane everyday life takes over. That's sad. Journaling about everyday things makes for some really interesting reading years later. I am trying to do more, and at least for the last couple of months, I have been fairly consistent in sticking to the plan.
The little canvas (below) is one I have just completed for a self-portrait project through the Art House
Co-op. (By the way, the Art House Co-op has a series of ongoing art projects, many of which are free, to take part in, if you are interested. Check them out!)
I carved a stamp using a self-portrait photo I took a while ago. It was fun and I was happy with the results.
The best part? I'll be able to mail in my little canvas tomorrow, nine days before the deadline. If you know me at all, being nine days early for any deadline is just plain amazing.
This is a giant Tiger Swallowtail and they are huge--maybe 2 inches across.
I spent last weekend at Grant Creek, enjoying the late spring flowers, if not the weather. One day was stunningly beautiful, the rest of the time? Gray, rainy, icky. It's been an awful spring here. We've had mostly gray days, way too much rain, chilly temperatures and if it weren't for the flowers, it would seen there was no spring. The older I get the more I crave the sun. I guess I must list this paragraph under "feckless whining" and just move on. So, without further sniveling on my part, enjoy some of the beauty my camera caught last weekend!
