Lovely Mornings

As I sit and write I can hear the birds chirping. I wonder what they are saying to one another? The turtle drifts quietly through his water, Lily sighs softly in my lap, and three of the four cats are lounging in the morning dew on the lawn outside my window. It's going to be a lovely day, I can feel it coming. I found a new quote to share today, and then I'll be off doing quiet things around the house. I'm still not ready to create...there's change coming and until I feel it crossover, I am in an unusual holding pattern. There is a need inside me to be still and listen. "Growth means change and change involves risk, stepping from the known to the unknown."
-george shinn

Sweet Mornings

I've not been painting much these days. Tisk...Tisk...We've been playing musical beds in our house, which for some reason led to major clean outs and clean ups. I try so hard to stay organized, but alas, I feel there is no hope. My constant need for change makes staying organized impossible. We've lived in our home for almost 13 years now. This is the longest I've ever lived in one home. Growing up, by the time I was in first grade I think we'd moved 4 times before landing in Homewood, Alabama. After that there were 4 houses in Homewood, an apartment during that time as well while building, a house in Vestavia, an apartment in Mtn. Brook, 2 fabulous townhouses in Southside of B'ham, and well, I should probably count the 4 years at Auburn, each year in a different apartment. So I always had change in my home growing up....so there goes the story behind my constant "nesting". I did however, paint this sweetie last week before the major clean up. The leaves are made from vintage check registry. I really like playing with collage in my canvases these days and have big plans for some fabric soon! "Sweet Mornings"

16" x 16" acrylic on canvas