I always walk the dog every morning along an abandoned airstrip just behind our house. We had just turned around to walk home when a cougar calmly walked out of the Headwaters pathways and crossed our path. He checked us out briefly, then loped off into the brush. I was packing my bear spray but not my cell phone. Thankfully, my dog neither saw or smelled it. I made a lot of noise walking home, held my nordic poles up over my head and carried my spray at the ready. The adrenaline is still pumping!
We had the "Wings Over the Rockies" reception last night. So I wore a Crazy Ravens studio hat!
Desperately painting to finish so I can take paintings to the "Wings over the Rockies" show. I thought I had another week, argh!At the spring equinox, residents of the valley present offerings of coloured eggs to the Goddess to insure adequate rainfall and good golf scores.
Yesterday, an artist-in-residency I had applied for let me know there was no residence available. I also got passed over for a grant to study in Alberta. I'm feeling pretty discouraged. I'm in a workshop this week and feeling like I can't paint. Spring feels like it is never coming to this valley. I am going to go find some cheese to enjoy with this whine.
This is taken from a snapshot of my brother's house in Illinois. It has since been remodeled by a tornado, but all is well.
