Being grateful for the garden

 My brilliant Nasturtiums

Watercolour and black marker

on Arches watercolour paper

6 x 10 inches

Barbara Muir © 2012

During the night last night I heard torrential rain.
It's been cold enough to turn the AC off and let
the outside air move through the house at night,
so I heard the rain pummeling down through
the open window.

The sun broke through as I drove about on my
errands, and I couldn't understand later in the day
why there were huge puddles all over town.  How
easily blue sky and sunlight erases memories of
rain.

Here's another garden flowers painting.  Our
backyard lawn doesn't ever seem to dry out, and
I had to move carefully over a sea of mud to get
to the Nasturtiums.  I feel blessed every time
I look at them with their vibrant beauty.  Earlier in
the week I picked a Nasturtium leaf, and couldn't
see without my glasses what the black clump was
on the underside.  I figured it out as the clump
dispersed and turned into hundreds of tiny black
ants crawling over my hands and up my sleeves.
Ach!  Note to self. Wear glasses to navigate the
garden.

Have a navigating-the-garden day.