Early birding

Happy Garden Flowers
acrylic on canvas
8 x 8 inches
Barbara Muir © 2009

They say the early bird catches the worm, and if that's true
I should be looking at a plate of wrigglers right now,
because I've been up since before six a.m. If you know
me you know that's unusual behaviour, and to be
writing so early is even more peculiar. I just wanted
to thank everyone who came out to see my work this
weekend, and to tell my blog friends who couldn't make
it to write me an email and we can arrange a time to
have a coffee and look at the work some other day.

I'm going to leave the show up as is for a week or so,
because some people who came by yesterday want to
come back and choose when there are fewer people
around.

As I drove to work in the dark this morning there was the
threat of awesomely ugly weather -- thunder storms
and high wind in the emerging dawn, that actually
didn't appear. Seagulls whirled high under the bleak,
charcoal grey sky signalling a huge shift in the weather.
I hurried from the parking lot to class through sheets of rain,
and had sharp talks with the universe about the
state of affairs.

On the way home the clouds and rain washed the
car off, and as I parked near my bank the sun splashed
down and the day became beautiful -- sparkling off
the wet leaves, turning the streets into ribbons of
brilliant light. I drove home in high spirits.

Today's painting is the jolly flower painting the
early bird caught, just under the blanket of clouds,
as the sun broke through down to earth in my studio.
Another great day.

Have a fulfilling-your-dreams-for-the-moment day.