Tag: priorities

Summer Breeze…

With coffee in hand, I am sitting outside waiting for rain. Just a sprinkle to cool down the scorching heat of summer. Still in my night clothes at 3 p.m. And trying to get motivated, I tolerate the heat outside on my back porch, private and green, flourishing plant life from these summer showers. Herb garden is plush and fruitful. Vegetables, not-so much. The summer was too extreme and each new leaf withered without bearing anything yummy. The one puny, green tomato that endured was maliciously snitched from me by a hungry fruit rat. Under my watchful eyes, a mere 20 feet away, the slinky critter plucked it and ran into the night. I think I heard it laughing at me… My nurturing efforts were abolished in one clean sweep from this bandit. At least the caterpillars have abandoned the basil for now and caprese salad is abundant. We are now a gluten-free household and even though I miss my Saltiness, we are glad for the rain to nourish the herbs and flowers, making the temperature and the stagnant breeze a bit sweeter.

My studio has remained unoccupied for months and it looks as sad as I am for abandoning it. The unfinished work stares at me each day as I peek in to jog some inspiration and motivation. Thoughts are brewing and ideas are abound. Energy is at an all time low. The mundane household duties have over run my time, mixing in with somewhat mandatory social engagements and work that actually pays the bills.

This is the week, though, that breaks the cycle. Things are coming to fruition and time will be allotted to unleash the creative flow again. It seems I’ve painted everything except canvas these past few months, and even as I admire the newness of the media room, kitchen and front bathroom, it fails to fulfill any artistic need. The living room will come together soon, as scheduled, but will definitely come behind time in my lonely studio. A garage sale is in order here to alleviate the clutter bogging down our energy. I believe we have just too much furniture, for when we are in our creative mode we have the fewest guests to utilize it. My adoration of antique chairs must be squelched for my own good!

For tonight, work is scheduled for me and Nolen’s melodies will fill the house while I am gone. I will plan tomorrow’s clutter resolution for a productive weekend with my oils and brushes. Dinner is in the oven and I am 3 tall cups into a pot of coffee. Ready, set, go!

Spring Celebration

Beltane, May Day – whatever you want to call it…  motivated a planting last week of sunflowers, poppies, marigolds and lavender.  Unfortunately, “Bob” was delayed a couple of days for the spring planting.  I have excused myself, though, as Grandma would always prioritize these things as well.  The Maypole was tethered in colorful, spring-hued ribbons every year, while the Madonna was crowned in fresh-cut flowers with blooms strewn all about her.  It was spring.  It was always a celebration.

I have no Maypole or Madonna, and the celebration is seemingly uneventful – but not forgotten or celebrated with a planting of SOMEthing.  It is the spirit of Grandma that reminds me and keeps it special, even in the busiest of times.  The urge to sow springs to the surface and inspires a planting before all other projects, cleaning or dinner plans.  It will be done before May 1st to ensure blooms, sprouts and regeneration begins on time.

“Bob” is coming along and should be complete this evening.  I did not rush through to finish it by the months end, as planned.  The importance of the deadline was overshadowed by Beltane planting.   Without the rush, when “Bob” is complete I will be able to post a painting I am proud of.  As for my garden – Grandma would be proud.