It is about Peonies.
It has been a minute since I released a blog post. I always have to wait until the inspiration arrives.
I live in the high desert of Western Colorado. I always saw myself spending some time ( i thought 3 years) in the desert southwest. I have now been here for 5 1/2 years. It is a gorgeous place. like crazy gorgeous and wild and dry and everything that i did not have in Maine. Now being from Ohio, and feeling very loyal towards the fact that I am a buckeye, and having loved ones there that I would love to rendezvous with , it is my root.
Upstate NY also holds a special place in the corner of my heart. Cannot even begin to explain why, special place, special people. fond memories.
Where is my heart? right now Maine. lived there for 20 years and raised by babies. i am seriously homesick about right now and cannot wait for my visit July 1! There is something about Maine that is wet and soft. That I miss.
Where is my soul? right now Colorado. I love it's majesty. I love the unexpected rains! more than anything, I love the skies, the horizons, the openness of the people and the wide thoughts.
Mexico is calling my name too. I would love to live there at some point.
The constant is that I am a gypsy . My dear friend Jody calls me " willow".
Life is a journey. I would have never imagined that I .... would become a painter. It is without a doubt one of my biggest passions. Gratitude for that and for all of you that support me and appreciate my work. Without having had breast cancer I would have likely never picked up a paintbrush. Think hard about that. What a gift. Seriously.
OK now about the peonies. When i moved to the desert, I thought " there is no possible way I could grow peonies or hydrangeas". Last year we put in drip irrigation. A targeted water system. how efficient and amazing. i thought that my peonies died over the winter but they are thriving and they are amazing to watch . they are about burst . they are still expanding buds. I cannot wait to see their flowers any day now. I think about targeting my thoughts and my energy like this drip irrigation system. Can you imagine if you could just place your thoughts where you want them? Direct them like a target. No waste, no worry. It is about the peonies.
It has been a minute since I released a blog post. I always have to wait until the inspiration arrives.
I live in the high desert of Western Colorado. I always saw myself spending some time ( i thought 3 years) in the desert southwest. I have now been here for 5 1/2 years. It is a gorgeous place. like crazy gorgeous and wild and dry and everything that i did not have in Maine. Now being from Ohio, and feeling very loyal towards the fact that I am a buckeye, and having loved ones there that I would love to rendezvous with , it is my root.
Upstate NY also holds a special place in the corner of my heart. Cannot even begin to explain why, special place, special people. fond memories.
Where is my heart? right now Maine. lived there for 20 years and raised by babies. i am seriously homesick about right now and cannot wait for my visit July 1! There is something about Maine that is wet and soft. That I miss.
Where is my soul? right now Colorado. I love it's majesty. I love the unexpected rains! more than anything, I love the skies, the horizons, the openness of the people and the wide thoughts.
Mexico is calling my name too. I would love to live there at some point.
The constant is that I am a gypsy . My dear friend Jody calls me " willow".
Life is a journey. I would have never imagined that I .... would become a painter. It is without a doubt one of my biggest passions. Gratitude for that and for all of you that support me and appreciate my work. Without having had breast cancer I would have likely never picked up a paintbrush. Think hard about that. What a gift. Seriously.
OK now about the peonies. When i moved to the desert, I thought " there is no possible way I could grow peonies or hydrangeas". Last year we put in drip irrigation. A targeted water system. how efficient and amazing. i thought that my peonies died over the winter but they are thriving and they are amazing to watch . they are about burst . they are still expanding buds. I cannot wait to see their flowers any day now. I think about targeting my thoughts and my energy like this drip irrigation system. Can you imagine if you could just place your thoughts where you want them? Direct them like a target. No waste, no worry. It is about the peonies.
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