Saturday, February 24, 2018

Painting No. 9




Entry to The Big Blue


Lined up in the driveway...sprayed with protective coating...
...ready for exhibition and sale.
Four more to come!

Friday, February 23, 2018

Painting No. 8


Today we decided to extend our visit until March 16th...escaping the snowy north!
Maybe I will finish 16 paintings after all!


Kalimera!

Monday, February 19, 2018

Painting No. 7



Where is the key?

Emergency room visit


Saturday was an exciting day. John was busy with his weekend chore of sweeping leaves when he turned to talk to the cat while climbing up some stairs...and fell...no broken bones but many scrapes, gouges and the promise of bruising in the days ahead. He simply cannot multi-task!


We whisked him off to the hospital where he was cleaned up, x-rayed, stitched and bandaged.

What a difference it is in a PV emergency room...no waiting...immediately seen by a Doctor...and everything handled very professionally. Now he is in the care of Nurse Ratchet who decides his every movement!

Friday, February 16, 2018

Painting No. 6



Peeling back
the layers of time

Wednesday, February 14, 2018

Mardi Gras dinner & parade


We journeyed into town on a crowded bus last night...no one offering seats to the elderly this time! Our No Trump Zone group met for dinner at an Italian restaurant that has the best pasta in town...all hand made by the owners!...delicious! It was fun to share glasses of wine and learn more about our friends...very enjoyable.


Part of our group...the other four wouldn't fit!


Mexicans love our shirts!


Papa John...part of the parade?

And then it was finally time for the Mardi Gras parade...which took forever to reach us
...and....boringly.... forever to pass by...with very little of interest. 
Noticing that John was weary, I suggested that we walk along with the parade participants 
toward the bus. There were at least 70 people waiting for the bus...50 of them were ahead of us 
and we debated whether to wait for the next bus...but...opted to board and stand in the crush! 
The driver squeezed every last person into the confined aisle. A woman and her daughter 
gave us their seats...over the rear wheel well!! It was a torturous, bumpy ride 
over 23 sets of speed bumps in an airless...not odorless tinny old bus!

Tuesday, February 13, 2018

Painting No. 5



Locking out the sea and sky!