Some days!!!!

Bedraggled

As Mary Chapin Carpenter said some days you are the windshield and some days you are the bug. Or there is John Denver and some days are diamonds and some days are stone. And Joan Baez and diamonds or rust. Or weeks when things have gone from one extreme to the other so fast it is impossible to know where exactly you are. And it is not until it is all over you get a moment to just stare and try to find your bearings.

By way of example I have been hauling water bucket by bucket to my poppies for a couple weeks now and they bloomed. And then it hailed. But I could not complain because when the hail melted it came to almost an inch of much needed moisture.

I finished up the painting I have been working on for the Saturday Meet the Artists Guild event and got lots of great compliments on it. But I have been unable to come up with a title or a new painting idea to replace it in my creative mind. Or another avoidance mechanism. But there is that goal of six new pieces by the end of August. Or really the middle of August to make deadlines for a couple shows I have considered entering. And another local business is displaying my art. I think I will pass on the August show and work on entries for the September exhibit.

In conclusion I quote William Shakespeare's opening paragraph of A Tale of Two Cities: It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way.

Some days or weeks or months are just like that. Frankly I have been too busy to come up with a definitive explanation for my last week. It just is what it is.