Weeds, The Tree & Sundown

What do these all have in common? It's a real easy answer... they're all beautiful! I'm not a big fan of weeds, but this seemed a strong group of the old lawn weed growing in a patch of gravel... it would be like us living on the soft shoulder of a road or building a house on a sand pile - not much foundation support.



The apple tree (I've taken so many photos of it) stood in front of a beautiful background this afternoon with the fog/mist rolling into the bay. The water moved back into the distance and then disappeared suddenly.




... and the sunset. Something beautiful almost every night and I hardly ever take the time to watch it, but when I do time slows down and the beauty of our planet overcomes me.

Organize and Simplify

My desktop has become confusing and difficult to navigate, so short term goals are forming to simplify my surroundings by making a place for things and keeping them there. It's so easy to get into the flow of things when you are very busy and to put off the actual "clean-up" and organize part of any activity because there is something else coming up to accomplish immediately. Taking the time to put things in their place is an art when you make it a part of all that you do, but when life gets so complex with all its parts that you can't see each tree because the forest is in the way, it's difficult at best to employ that art form. I think I need to become more orderly, my desktop never used to look like this!

Wild Water

The wind is howling and the bay is somewhat wild, it's late and I need to get to bed so this will be short. I just want to share the nature of the water this afternoon and the sense of being at the edge of the ocean!

It Does My Heart Good...

... to see the sun shining across the bay on these early mornings as I do the "start to the day". Checking email, how the Yankees did last night, jotting down what I have to get done today and yes, sometimes blogging are the beginnings that keep things together. I don't see it as routine because it is always different in some way and when it gets so it isn't I kind of like to look for ways to make it different. Sometimes the days (or the fates) impose themselves and change happens externally, and even though that might not always be a good thing (major spill - 15 minute cleanup, etc.) it does give the day a fresh texture.
I need to start back on my breakfast regiment, I haven't been eating my blueberries and oatmeal. My right hand has the "stubby pinkie", ahh mirror image PhotoBooth.

Great Day With Student Artists

We did our National Art Society "event" today, and it was good to have kids fill the art room. (well, not fill, but...) There were a dozen of them painting in the art room preparing panels for the "Mural" . It was really great and the parents came around three-thirty and they seemed to enjoy the whole process. They really came through as a group! We only had one student miss and not show up, so that was very neat as well. It's been a busy day and I have to do progress reports, so I will end here...

Cloud Covered Mountains

This was yesterday on the way to school, and it took me about five tries to get a picture of the cloud covered hills that I liked. This one is looking down Somes Sound from the head and is less than a mile from school. I start every day with this ride through some very pretty parts of the state, but I don't always appreciate what is around me. I must try harder.

Still Smouldering...

... even after all that rain. Boy I guess when it heats up like that it really is hard to put out. The consuming fire took all sorts of scraps of old wood and brush, leaving only the metal nails and other steel debris in its bed. I believe the coals are still burning somewhat and the wind has fueled them efficiently today.
Up early this morning making Mothers Day cards for the mothers from the boys, and I hope it was a good day. I think it (awareness of surroundings) sometimes gets by me when my head is in the clouds of work or imagination, and this afternoon was a bit of both. I'm sure tomorrow will be another day, full of new adventure and learning.

I had my art society students ask me to do a panel for their mural, and I chose Robert Indiana as my artist to emulate (not copy or interpret) because he is a Maine resident and because his work has such bold meaning. I just like it, and I was a sign painter for a while myself.

Moss on A Rolling Stone...

... keep on movin' and you might get out before anyone knows you're there! Too much to do as usual, but today was full of accomplishments that needed doing, mostly cleanup "stuff". I had to write testimony for the hearing on graduation requirements in Augusta on Monday among other things, and I still need to work on a painting for part of the Art Society "event" at school on Tuesday. I feel very much like a rolling stone who is gathering moss, but I'm sure I can shake it off as long as it's not too heavily rooted. Time usually swings things around... as long as you keep pushing things ahead... you know, just to keep it all moving and the moss won't slow you down!


David and I burned the brush pile after supper tonight and I got some heat on my face. Got too little time on my bike today, and there's no time before school. I might have to start riding after I get home, although I'm usually too frenetic after a busy day... it started really pouring as soon as it got dark, but with a pretty good bed of coals I expect the fire to still be smoldering in the morning.

The Plant

Not much to say, just finished Barbara Greenstone's online conference (went real well) and have this picture to post (what kind of plant is it?)... I may add more in an edit tomorrow. My world is moving in short jerky bursts...

Pre-Dawn on Five Hours Sleep

I have no idea what today will bring, but I am optimistic. It looks like the Eagles have left me hanging, the political flow has sucked me in for next Monday, I still have POs to finish up and two exhibits at the same time in the gallery. I am really counting on my NAHS kids to come through for the show next Tuesday, but time will tell. Oh, yeah... and I need to get quotes from kids! Where does this energy come from? I have no right to it really...