More flowers from Ken's garden (work in progress)
Acrylic on canvas
8 x 8 inches
Barbara Muir © 2011
My dear friends I'm holiday. This is my last week,
and I promise to get back to everyone who has written me,
who has commented on my blog, and whose blogs I haven't
been able to comment on. A few of you have listed me in
posts of favorite artists. Thank you so much. But I
need a grace period to respond because I'm in the wilds
(very civilized wilds) of Nova Scotia, with internet access
only at a café where I buy a quick iced tea or a sandwich,
and that doesn't give me much time for posting my
blog, or checking my email.
So I need a little grace period. I'm back at work next week,
and back in full internet capacity. But yesterday I found
my husband sitting on the back deck staring at the clouds.
The smell of clover and wild roses was in the air, and
I realized we'd reached that ideal point in the vacation when
most of what is on your mind is not anything of huge import.
Just breathing, visiting, enjoying. And then we're off on
the big journey home. And in a way, a profound way, this
whole time away has been a grace period -- a complete
break from the hurry and scurry of our normal life. For that
I am incredibly grateful, and for your kind thoughts that
bolster me in peace and in activity, I am also grateful.
Have a being-grateful-for-your-life day.