Friday. (I know, it says Thursday. It's wrong.) Red Lodge, Montana. Coffee shop. WiFi. Waiting for the dog report. (Back at the vet because he was bleeding.) Did some watercoloring, with a set of kid-level paints & a very bad brush. This reinforces my intent--backburnered for a while--to get a new compact watercolor set like the one I gave Nick. Also did some low-tech writing. Pencil & spiral bound notebook.
Talked to a couple friends. One of them was having issues with her daughter, & telling me it was only going to get worse. I gently reminded her--she really knew already, wise woman that she is--that she was making assumptions. We all do it, & I bless the friends that remind me when I'm at that place. (So, please help me out with that if you see that I need it!)
Yesterday my mom & I walked up the Gorge, where the Stillwater River gets rowdy in the canyon. We spent equal time in awe at white water splashing & crashing over rocks, & little flowers growing in cracks in steep cliffs. One of these days I'll figure out how to put pictures on the blog. (I confess I have spent zero time trying to figure this out. grin.)
We also spent a lot of time talking about our wonderful family & optimism. My mom said she didn't have a name until she was in 8th grade. There was one on her birth certificate, of course, & her teachers probably called her by it, but her family & the neighbors always called her Happy, or Hap for short. In 8th grade she decided she was tired of not having a name & asked to be called by hers, but what a fabulously revealing nickname.
Just met 3 brothers (from California, Kansas & Maine) who have a pact to get together every year or 2 & really spend some quality time. Lovely people! Lovely pact!
I'm going to go see a gallery or two, now that I've committed art.
60. Draw something with your non-dominant hand. (That way if it's good you know it's a happy accident & if it's umm, less appealing, oh well, what did you expect?) Repeat until done, & have fun.