The new painting is finished, dry, framed and yesterday Larry hung it for me. I am ready to sell it, but…I have the uncanny feeling that Larry is in love with this painting. When he loves a painting, he gives it “this is mine” vibe and he protects it in possessive way. Even though it might not sell, I love that Larry loves my work. He is my biggest fan.

I wish That you could see the painting. The colors are much better in person, vibrant and subtle at the same time.

Next up is a landscape. A canvas is on the easel, sketched out and I am waiting for the mood to strike to get my brushes out.

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Last night Larry and I went to Ash Wednesday services. It must be 2 or 3 years since we had attended. Yesterday was a beautiful day and the evening was spring like. Rev. Angie performed a lovely service that I seem to be carrying with me today….

There is a friend who attended church with us (since about 1990) and I have not seen her since the pandemic started. Today I wrote her a letter, a REAL letter, even though she lives 2 miles away. Sometimes a real note or letter is better than a phone call, email or text messages. (but I like emails and text messages too!) I wanted her to know that I was thinking about her.

I am dressed to take a “health” walk. I have not walked since I had that crazy cold a couple of weeks ago. I guess it is time to start moving again.

Love you beyond the moon.

Me