I’ve been spending time at my mom’s house. She’s ill and not able to stay alone, so my brother, sister and I take turns staying wth her. She lives about an hour’s drive from me, in one of the areas that gets the hottest weather. The past couple weeks it was 110 degrees. The heat is tolerable when it’s dry, and the evenings are nice for being outside. But lately there has been a lot of humidity which is not typical. Very unpleasant. Before my father passed away, he planted many many rose bushes. The extreme heat fries the blooms, so while I stayed with my mom, I would go out each day and cut the buds to bring in the house. They would bloom in a couple days.
This next one I held up to a painting of flowers.
My mom is 87 years old, and saves almost everything. She had hundreds of old recipes from newspapers and magazines. The old illustrations were fun to look at.
I’m also reading Don Quixote. I started it years ago, but didn’t get very far. Now I will continue to read until I get to he end of the 1,050 pages.
Among my mom’s very old treasures is this bracelet depicting some of Don Quixote’s adventures. I love this scene of him charging the windmill.
A setting sun on vintage post cards to link to Mullein Art blog. I made a small stamp for the water.
A sun painting by Vincent Van Gogh. I saw the original many years ago at the Van Gogh Museum in Amsterdam. Everyone in the museum seemed to be humming the song, “Starry Starry Night.”
I got this sun in Mexico. It hangs in my kitchen.
Enjoy your sunny summer days. Thank you for visiting my blog.
I’ve always loved the kind of illustrations that you find in the Madeline series by Ludwig Bemelmans and The Babar books by Jean de Brunhoff. Whimsical, pen and ink, color washes. I went to a library recently that had the equivalent of two rooms full of used books for sale. Priced to sell. Like one dollar, or two. They were organized into categories, fortunately. I looked through the children’s and adult vintage sections. I love the look of really old books and the feel of the paper. I got a small book published in 1896. Stories by Honore de Balzac. I had actually read one of the stories from it in my book club. We have a very eclectic book list. But I bought it because the cover and pages are just so soft. It feels like a little treasure. My favorite is a book published in 1950 called The Paris We Love. Each chapter was contributed by a different writer and tells the history of the different quarters throughout the city, starting with the Middle Ages. I will glance through the writing, but the reason I bought it was for the pictures. Lovely illustrations that look like little watercolors.
And beautiful illustrated maps of each quarter.
Another book, published in 1942, called Van Loon’s Lives, has stories about a variety of people from Plato to Thomas Jefferson. Again, I’ll skim through the writing to check it out, but it was the pictures that caught my eye. Some in color, some delicate pen and ink, or etchings.
I love the one below of Don Quixote. I got to see hilltops lined with windmills while driving through the Andalusian region of Spain. It is an awesome place.
Illustrations like these are not only delightful to look at, but creatively inspirational.
My remaining photos are some observations that caught my eye, in and just outside my house in the last couple weeks. Hence the title of this post. A bird in a bath. (Thinking about it).
And taking the plunge.
A dog in a bed. (Sounds Dr. Seuss-ish).
And lastly, a plant in my neighbor’s yard that adds colors as it grows.
And then flowers at the tips that include all three colors. The colors make me think of popsicles.
Enjoy your week. And be on the lookout for delightful things.