Just piddling this morning.... a quiet, sleeping house. May print this and frame as gifts for a few friends. A little more work with hand lettering and could use for Christmas cards, maybe? Drawing based on Ryan Frank wreath. Love her work! Scanned in and painted in illustrator using color pallet "Old Botanical Prints" from COLOURlovers. Shorelines font from dafont. Anyway! Good to be drawing!
I've turned into The Plant Lady, or so my daughter says. I love all my little plants. For some reason, seeing the green leaves on my porch and in my office speaks life to me. And now here is May, 2017! Can you believe it!!?? I blinked and this year is almost half over. May is a good month, a month for growth, for change. Our youngest will be graduating from high school this month, another thing that is hard to imagine. So May will be full of prom and graduation ceremonies and parties. It will be a good month.
I think it's common for a woman of my (ahem) age to start having what I've heard called the 3:00 a.m. "frettings".... those periods of sleep interruption in the wee hours when you wake (often hot and sweaty) worrying over things that either a) don't matter or b) you can't change. I feel like there's a little voice in my head goading me on, hopping from one ridiculous notion to the next. Does this sound familiar to anyone? I read a portion of Psalm 119 this morning and these two verses jumped off the page and smacked me between the eyes:
At first glance I think the psalmist was probably speaking of a human heckler. Maybe so. But to me, this taunter has been more spiritual. Satan or his minions? Maybe. My weak flesh? Yes. The whispers of the world? Probably. I will be memorizing these verses today to have ready to pray next time I am being taunted... God's steadfast love and promised salvation... That's all I need to have as an answer to the worries, the regrets, the sorrows.... I will trust in His Word!
Blessings, bloggy friends. B.
I have a random (rather large) painting of a dog in my den/library/room-we-don't-know-what-to-call...... She's a little wonky.... One leg doesn't seem attached in the right place exactly. Her perspective isn't quite right. But I love her. She was a gift from my brazen daughter-in-law who talked the antique/junk store owner down to $15. Sometimes when new friends come to the house they will ask about her, if she is a beloved pet, etc. I like to make up silly stories about her like she was my grandmother's dog who dug granny out of a snowbank after an avalanche thus saving her life as a child and ensuring my future existence. Eventually I do tell the truth - she's just a random painting that makes me happy. Some people get it and some don't. I have a giraffe painting that a friend gave me that is kind of the same. He was taken down when we did some painting and redoing a couple of years ago. I think he's in the attic now. I'll have to get him out and find a home for him again. Hubs will be thrilled! :-P