Garden at Grandpa's

Working in a garden brings out the country in me that I sometimes let slip away.

"Corn Day" is a big event for my family. Everyone comes together on the day the corn is ready.

There are jobs for everyone...

• cutting the ears off the stalks
• hauling the wheelbarrow full of ears then hauling back full of cobs and shucks.
• shucking
• silking
• boiling
• cutting off
• packing and freezing
• and someone has to make lunch for all the hungry workers

Today was Corn Day, and family members from their early twenties to their mid eighties enjoyed hard work and fellowship all in the name of great, home-grown food.

"Garden at Grandpa's" was fortunate to be featured in a blog called Butterfly in the Attic in an entry titled "Memories of My Country Home." It's a lovely description expressed through art, photographs, and words.  Take a moment to have a look. 


16"x 20" Original Oil Painting
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"Garden at Grandpa's" can be purchased in several forms.

Contact me if you'd like to purchase this image as a giclee, a print, or note cards.

Praise

Praise Him!

Praise Him!

Praise Him in the morning,

Praise Him in the evening.

Praise Him!

Praise Him!

Praise Him when the sun goes down.

Praise!

I submitted this painting to an In the Moment challenge.  The challenge was to show and artistic interpretation of the word triumph.  And, doesn't she look triumphant!!  Visit this unique site to see how other artists have portrayed the word.

Original Oil Painting
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Black Swallowtail on Purple Horsemint

My husband and I went to an art museum yesterday, so I should be writing about the wonderful paintings I stood in front of. We did see art. It was beautiful.

Oh, but then we went for a stroll outside in the gardens! Perfectly manicured lawns, fountains, flowers of all kinds... and this one beautiful,

yellow butterfly! He practically flirted with me - posing from this angle then that one, flitting from one flower top the then next. I believe he knew he was having his picture taken and enjoyed every minute of it! Surely, he deserves to be painted!

The picture used for this painting was a little harder to get. Oh, I think this butterfly also knew that I had a camera; he just didn't want to have his picture made. I chased him all over the top of Mount Magazine. He'd wait until I was ready to snap a picture then flutter off to a further flower leaving me no choice but to follow.

After a little research, I discovered that he's called a Black Swallowtail. The flower he's sitting on is called a Purple Horsemint.

Click below to view a lovely treasury (collection of art pieces from various artists) on Etsy celebrating Original Fine Art.

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Purple Coneflowers

I wonder if it means you're getting old because you begin to notice things like wildflowers?

There's been some road construction near my home,

and yesterday I got to drive on a section that had been recently completed. That's where I noticed that someone else enjoyed wildflowers. Whatever big, burly crew member had been assigned the job of weed eating the ditch beside the new stretch of road must have had a sensitive side. The ditches and banks had been neatly mowed except that the wildflowers hadn't been touched. It was the oddest thing! It was obvious that someone had simply not done their job completely; every clump of wildflowers had been carefully left alone. Thanks, road crew guy!

These wildflowers were growing in Mount Magazine State Park in Arkansas. They're called Purple Coneflowers.

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A,B,C,D...E!

I feel a little bit like this little one... There's a blank page in front of me... What should I put on it?

I've been a writer for as long as I can remember, but it was always just for me. Somehow, now there's a shyness that I've not known before. I must remind myself of the advice that I give my students, "Just get something down on the page. Worry about it later."

I love the story the painting of this little girl tells. I love the seriousness she has for her "work." I love her posture with that straight back and head tilted just right. I love that her hair was probably fixed perfectly earlier in that day but that she been too busy with life to worry about how it looks now. I love the intent focus in her expression. I wonder... What's she going to write? Will she practice the letters she'll need to know for kindergarten? Will she draw a picture that will hang on the refrigerator? Will she scribble? No, she won't scribble.

"A,B,C,D...E!" can be purchased in a variety of forms.
It can be made in any size giclee or print.  Let me know if you're interested.

Original Oil Painting on 12"x 12" Wrapped Canvas
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