Happy Black Friday, We did not go Black Fridaying....We had nothing to to go for. Peter (the 20 year old son) tradition is to get up early by (11 am ) and leave by noonish to get out to all the good sales with one of his old high school friends. This year he broke with tradition and was actually up at 6am and out the door to climb Mt Monadnock. It was 17 degrees out. Sam's tradition is to sit on the sofa, her butt takes root and not move for the entire day.
I did nothing so adventurist, as black Friday shopping or climbing a mountain (a hill really) in the cold. Or as lazy as not moving off the sofas. I spent the morning getting ready for two holiday art shows next week. Thursday December 5th at Umass Lowell and Saturday the 7th at SLAM at the Burren in Somerville.
While matting a few pieces that I found while cleaning out a computer desk for son to use while he's home. I thought why not. Why not have my own Black Friday sale. It is almost over yes, but I can have a Christmas sale. From now until the end of the year, all my little watercolor paintings will be on sale, a half price sale. This applies to any watercolor 8 x 10 or smaller, and I'll include giclee prints to.
So stop on by, to either location or email me.
Last night we were driving to the marching band banquet, a Christmas tune come on the scan (my radio is almost always on scan). And I explained to Sam Thanksgiving. That long long ago there use to be a holiday known as Thanksgiving and people use to celebrate it, she thought I was crazy. She probably rolled her eyes in the dark car and thought oh noooooo here we go again another mom editorial.
It does seem now that Thanksgiving is almost gone, it is now the prequel to Christmas. Do you ever see any Thanksgiving decorations. Walmart ( a store I do not like at all) Started it I think, the pre-Black Friday night shopping. Now my personal fav Target, and all the rest are not even closed on Thanksgiving. It's just wrong ALL wrong.
And that's all I have for today.
I found this Picture of Sam yesterday (at 5 yrs old ) , she is wearing her, "if you touch my frosty I'll end you" face.
We had our first snow here yesterday, it was just flurries but it was enough to let you know Winter is unofficially here. And that means Christmas is but a wink away. When i'm finally starting to come to terms that my mom is gone Christmas is coming, the day after Christmas is when I last saw my mom, she and my dad were to spend the week but she had to fly back early and then she was gone.
Anyway I'm going to try to do more than get through the Holiday's . I'm going to enjoy them, for the first time this year I'm going to decorate the house a bit. I found myself missing it this fall, I had no pumpkins on my front porch no pumpkins above our front door no little fake crows above the entry way door. There were no wind chimes this summer chiming on the front porch or the back deck the pond had no waterfall ( the ducks missed that) I never hooked up the water fountain in the front of the house, ( yes we take our garden water features seriously here) no spring flowers. The money I spent buying Gerber Daises that one day , would have been best spent else where they never got watered and eventually turned brown. We muddled through.
I was so dreading the Holidays this year. But I'm not going to anymore. Mom would not have wanted that. So this is where we are today. Sam has started listening to Christmas tunes already. We've got bake sales to bake for, art shows to get to. Time to get to it. And ENJOY it ! Last week my Aunt Phyllis sent me my grand moms recipe for her fruitcake, and a few of the ingredients my mom loved it. It's made and sitting in the fridge waiting to further soaked with rum. p.s. Rum, Bailey's Kahlua, Vodka All help to get through the Holiday.
**** Pictured above my new Winter Birch watercolor, it's still in need of a name. It's in celebration of the first snow.of the season. I started this painting a few months ago, I tucked it away feeling lost in it. I looked at it last night and I new exactly how I wanted to finish it so it got finished while I was making Risotto last night. May it snow from December 16 - February 28. Than magically disappear the first day of March.*****
Flossie needs to be walked everyday. She is our 14 and a half year old Border Collie, the sweetest dog you will ever meet. She has arthritis and hip dysplasia . I'm worried that if I stop walking her, she'll stop walking. And its the high light of her day. Walking Flossie yesterday we rounded the corner we were almost home and I looked up and saw my birch tree's. I almost forget they are there after not seeing them all summer. The picture is from our deck looking onto our side yard or woods. We always see a few birch but in the fall they tend to shine with the burning bushes below them. I really need to paint them with the burning bushes at there feet and the grey woods encircling them, maybe next week in my free time. Ha like I have any free time any more. But they need to be painted.
Pictured above my birches, our Flossie and three new paintings. Did you notice one is not even a square, imaging that. As busy as I am, I'm very surprised at how much painting I am able to do. The time I do have is so sparse I feel lucky that I am able to focus, maybe by having that little time I'm able to align all my attention to the stdio work. Nevertheless I am pleased with the paintings right now.