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A lesson on spills and other messes
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Life has a way of teaching lessons when it is least expected. Learning that, and knowing it is perhaps one of the best lessons I have grasped so far in my own life. Look, listen, watch, observe, take note. Perhaps one of the greatest errors a person can make in life is to be too involved, so very involved and wrapped up in what is going on at a given moment that you fail to step back and really look at what is going on and see it for what it is rather than for what it feels like it...
Sorting out the tangle
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In early October there is an open studio art trail in our area, and I have been invited to be one of the participating artists. Michael Zambito, the chef and owner of Zambistro Restaurant where some of my paintings are on display, has graciously agreed to use his restaurant as my "open studio". It is on a Sunday (October 5), and he does not normally serve lunch or dinner on Sundays so the entire floor of the restaurant will be available for me to set up as many paintings as I wish. Of course, the paintings that already hanging at...
The circle of life, the river of me
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I am a river, life is a circle. Seasons change, life rolls out and rolls along sometimes rushing, sometimes meandering. Just like a river. I am a river, life is a river, we are circles and orbs, each of us, all of us, one of us. This summer I found my inner farmer, and she is not within me at all but is connected to me. She is in the form of my sister-in-law and her husband who grew these lovely vibrant vegetables. She is the farmer who works our land, who planted winter wheat last autumn and harvested the...
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Eight is my lucky number. Some number of years ago I rolled a lucky double eight and out I popped ... born to two very sweet dear people who I have come to know as "Dad and Mom". Lucky me, for many reasons but most especially because that Dad and Mom are my Dad and Mom. They are my lucky double eights. Today is my birthday, and I have looked forward to this birthday in particular for quite a long time. I have patiently circled the sun some 51 times looking forward to the arrival of this, my luckiest day...
In celebration of a friend
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[caption id="attachment_610" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="Two Swans Enjoy an Afternoon on Dave's Piece of River"][/caption] I have not known him very long; he and his wife are our closest neighbors east of our place about a half mile down the road. Their place is right on the river, with a beautiful wide flat spot providing access directly to the river. Of course, having lived here for just a little over two years I could not have known him very long. Not long after I moved to the farm I heard of this man, our neighbor. I heard he was a good...