Paula's scones

Paula's blueberry scones
acrylic on canvas
8 x 8 inches
Barbara Muir © 2009

The quilt of influences that makes up my heritage
includes enough Scots to make the lure of the scone
almost unbearable. Each year when I go to
Nova Scotia, my dear friend Paula, whips up a
batch of blueberry, or raspberry, or sometimes
strawberry scones, and I am done for. I find
these fresh baked beauties -- half way between
bread and cake, heavy with fruit, smashing with
tea or coffee, irresistible. " Paula!," I want to say --
"I can't eat these," but they practically crawl into
my mouth, and I do.

This year, she also baked a huge batch for us
to take home on the long drive. And once again
we gobbled them -- but saved some for Sam.
Paramount in Sam's disappointment of not being
able to come to Nova Scotia this year (he needed
to work because he's in university) was not being able
to eat the many baked goods Paula offers him,
and sends back to the schoolhouse with him,
every time we stop by for tea.

I put a few on a lovely plate, and thought maybe
instead of eating them, I should paint them.
Here is the painting so far. I may go further
with the china, or I may just say. " Here they
are" -- bizarre to paint, but almost as
much fun as eating them.

I spent the morning today with a TV crew
talking about my art. They were such
delightful people that I felt completely at
ease. It was fantastic, but I can't tell you
more until I find out the details -- maybe
in a few weeks. Then I'll let you know what
to look for. Exciting!!!

Have an eating-your-favorite-goodies day.