Artist in the Blue Chair

I feel very fortunate to have a pet and walking paths near by. During this epidemic, while we are practicing social distancing and self-isolating, I would think it's important to still get outside. Fresh air and a little exercise always seems do me some good, and having George not only suggests we should be taking some strolls outside, but demands we pop outside at least three times a day. Like I said, we are very fortunate to have walking paths by our place, and with spring finally warming things up, George and I were able to partake in a longer walk than what our long winter has allowed us. Of course, with the melting of snow, there comes some flooding. George and I were forced to take a different route today for I did not come equipped with rubber boots and George is a little shy when it comes to water. In the end, things worked out really well for we were able to discover new paths and walk on bridges we haven't crossed before. Also, on the note of coming acros...

This year in the beginning of June, we experienced a late snowfall. Of course, the snow had melted away by suppertime. But before the unexpected weather disappeared, I made sure to go outside and take a few pictures to capture the big flakes falling on our already green grass. The weather inspired me to paint a more chilly landscape.  With a warm chai latte in hand, and trusty old George at my feet, I went diving into my folder searching for reference photos.  I came across a picture I had taken when I was on my way to work one morning. It was taken in the beginning of January. Before I could cross the railroad tracks into town, I came across three horses that had escaped. Animals getting out of their pens isn't exactly a rare event around my parts. Being that all the neighbours know each other (including their animals), it doesn't take long for the situation to be rectified. So not to worry, the horses were caught and were placed safely back in their pen. While stopp...