Wednesday, March 22, 2017

Gon Out. . . Bisy . . .Backson . . .

The title is probably imperfectly remembered but I'm quoting from a classic.

Anyone recognize it? Anyone?

Monday, March 20, 2017

Spring Abides . . .

In spite of snow and several nights when the temperature hit 18 (F),  it still looks like Spring out there. The flowering quince was hit hard and its pink blossoms are brown, as are the blooms of the Star Magnolia. And the day lilies which had put out greenery far too early have been knocked back. But much of the forsythia is still looking good as are the daffodils which were bowed to the ground but perked back up in the sunshine. 

The hellebores -- which have been blooming since December -- are better than ever. 

They are such an obliging plant -- and evidently the deer don't like them. Mr. Google tells me that White Hellebore was used as a poison -- and to treat cholera -- often with less than desirable effects. Hmmm.

It's still a tad to chilly for me to want to stay out long, especially when the wind blows. 

But it felt good to make a little inspection tour and find how much had survived -- even the tree peony and its swelling buds! 

Saturday, March 18, 2017

Insider Art

Our visiting Florida cousins -- artists and teachers of art -- spent one morning doing a little painting . . .

I had showed Barb (as one does) the x-ray of my broken ankle  and she immediately asked for a copy --- so she could paint it. She produced several enigmatic studies in shades of black and grey and was moving  on to some lovely pastel variations when lunchtime forced her to abandon the works for the moment. 

But she went home a happy woman, with her copies of the ankle x-ray, along with the pictures ( in living color!) from my colonoscopy.

I did request that  my name not be attached to any art resulting from the latter.