Palette knife and oil paint.

Oil painting of the sunrise from the top of the mountain a friend and I climb every morning. The view is always beautiful.

Here’s an Oriole nest, though. Visible now with the leaves having fallen. Pen and ink.

The last of many drawings of this nest. Or, I think it will be the last. We will see. Pencil drawing.

Oil painting of a foggy morning in the hills. Reference photo from my dear friend and amazing photographer, Cheryl Patterson.

I’ve written a blog post about my husband’s dementia. No, about dementia, about reality.

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With Trump and his minions always in the background — so much cruelty all the time — it’s good to draw and paint. Here’s yesterday’s watercolor of my cat, Oliver.

This is a book review but it’s also an exploration of death. Aren’t they all?

There’s a small nest in a small tree on a path near me. I don’t know who built it, and it was never finished, and I think it’s beautiful. I’ve been drawing it in its different iterations for months. Here it is after the leaves on the tree opened. Pen and ink.

Photo from my walk this morning. Happy January 6th.

I wanted to cancel one of the lines on my Verizon account. I was hoping I could do it without calling, but couldn’t find that option. So I asked.