The week of the lemon and Happy Easter

 

 Memories of California

Acrylic on canvas

8 x 8 inches

Barbara Muir © 2011

I thought I'd post this painting I did two years ago of lemons
because it seemed like the perfect symbol of the last week.
I can't remember drinking that much hot lemon, in a long
time. I hope you had a great holiday weekend.  We did, and
as I was cleaning up my room after the great egg hiding
caper, I found a little drawing I did in a journal the
year Christopher was born.  I think it's appropriate
that I was writing soppy poems about freedom, right
before we decided to make one of the biggest decisions of
our lives -- to have children.  And tonight when everyone
went home, I thought -- that's what my children have
given me -- the freedom to love and to work at loving
well.  I could not have become the person I am trying
to be without them. 

 I think my sister started this practice of blindfolding little kids

and leading them to the treasure then taking the blind fold off.  

(It was a pin the tail on the donkey idea, with presents at the end)

So we picked this up too when our kids were little, and still 

do the same ritual on Christmas and Easter.  

Today after the blindfolds came off they saw their 

beautiful Easter baskets, and then the hunt was on, 

all of it is very funny at this point, because they are grown up.  

(Megan, Christopher and Sam -- ready to go and find chocolate eggs.)

So happy Easter and Happy Passover, and Happy whatever
you celebrate. I am grateful that you are out there, it makes my
heart soar like this little bird from long ago.

Bird in Flight

ink on sketchbook paper

8 1/2 x 11 inches

Barbara Muir ©