Some quiet time. My backyard. Warm air. Breeze.
a rusted chair.
a painted chair.
a trough I made that included a plastic pony.
an old painting I did of a Joel Meyerowitz photo from his book “A Summer’s Day.”
an even older painting I did from my apartment balcony when I lived in Santa Monica.
lucy, getting more silver as she nears her second birthday in five days.
a surprise visitor. I was concerned about his little wing not being at his side, but he flew to the bush and then flew away. I’m hoping all’s well.
A midsummer’s day.