2/28

Work the gallery, sell some, chat with folks,
Come back to friends’ home, my dogs 
And good company.

3/28

Whenever I come here I feel welcomed
Into a beautiful place with good friends
And good food.

2/27

More painting, more talking, a lot
To catch up in not much time, then its
Time to go.

2/26

Woke to a white and gray morning, 
Hints of old colors wiped soft,
Set up paintboxes

By the dining room windows,
It is cold outside but warm in here
It is good

To paint and talk with this friend.
I miss that, and deal with it.
Just another loss.

2/25

Company in the house, time talk and
Then off to an afternoon workshop
About painting horses.

2/22

A weekend with a friend in baltimore
Taking in a craft show of beautiful things
Delightful to see

Left early enough to miss the bad weather
Back to my friends’ for dinner and comfort
I am content

To be among these friends, welcomed,
My dogs, myself, sharing food and stories
Before heading home.

2/18

Too much iron in my blood 
Too long from our time, all in all
Just too much

2/17

Needing a change in my mind
I have searched for help from another
Who has experience

2/10

Light gleaming through resin filled glass,
Mediums I use painting, casting color
Into the shadows.

2/8

Will I go or will I stay.
For now will take on a challenge
That helps friends.

First will to be figuring is it feasible,
This job I take on? WIll it work out?
Maybe, maybe not.

Either way will be fine and when
then all is done, perhaps I’ll know where
I should be.

2/6

The beauty of this activity is,  through contemplation 
And practice, comes the moment when the exercise 
Makes wonderful sense.

2/5

There, for the while it takes, am dropped 
Into painting, to seeing, to considering: is it light
Is it dark?

Warm, cool? Edge lost, sharp? What is the color,
What mixes to find the correct mix that allows one's
Eyes to dance?

2/4

Winter again, cold but not much snow,
I turn again to an excersise good for dexterity.
Good for soul.

Morning excersises, paint something, most anything,
Just get up and do and in the reflections of light and
Glass, I do.

2/3

Should I stay or should I go?
This indecision's bugging me. 
Exactly whom I'm

Supposed to be? Come on and 
let me know, should I stay or 
Should I go?

Clash, fitting for the living
I now know. Time to figure out,
Let indecision go.

2/1

I think of what needs doing here
In this house of mine, yes, yes, this
House is mine,

Along with all, really all, it holds, as
Whatever happens, I want to pare down,
To carry less

Into whatever life brings now.
On which hangs only one decision,
What I want