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Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Summer Days. . .


(A preview of very BIG project I am working on - this will be taking up all of my time over the next week or so . . I'll post pictures of the progress.)


You gotta love summer days! The food, the flavors, the colors, the energy. But for the last week or so, there has been a shift. The evenings are cooler, the mornings are just plain chilly, and there is a distinct feeling of fall in the air. How can that be - didn't summer just begin? I actually consider fall to be one of my favorite seasons. In Oregon, the warm days generally last well into October, but the nights cool down enough to sleep. But once September hits, the schedule becomes more organized and regulated again with school schedules. Even though I will have only one student in high school this year, it still changes things. Although I like having a schedule - I miss the lazy days of summer.
I love starting my summer Saturdays off with a trip to the Farmers Market. Although we have a garden, not many of our veggies are ready to be harvested. My hubby and I usually head to market early Saturday and get our produce right away. We plan our weekend dinner based on what we purchase. This last weekend, we enjoyed fresh sweet corn, green beans, and a warm fresh berry cobbler. Yum! The hubby was convinced that the only reason I bring him along is to have him do the heavy lifting! Well . . .maybe he is a little accurate on that (wink wink).
After we have secured our menu for the weekend, we head home to finish up all those chores. Then I am rewarded with some serious studio time. Sometimes I even get to have good friends join me in the studio to work on their own projects.
And later - our family has created our own version of "Movies in the Park" - without the crowds. My Mr. Man pulls out a television and the DVD player; I make bowls of popcorn; my son or hubby build a roaring fire, and we all gather together to watch a movie under the stars. Sometimes I think - even if summer lasted all year, it wouldn't be long enough. So in the meantime, I will do my best to grab the last of these



















































3 comments:

  1. Your paintings are really beautiful. I didn't know how to subscribe to your blog so I will keep coming back. I found you on the blog hop.

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  2. Since you are #400 on the Artist blog hop I am featuring one of your paintings on my blog. Come and see.

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  3. Are these from the Farmer's market in Eugene? That is such a fabulous market-my son lives in Springfield and when I visited him last year we went to the market. I found you through Kelly!!

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