A lot has happened since I last painted on a consistant basis. My husband took a full time teaching position at a college as well as taking charge of the gallery at the same college. Might not mean much to you but it meant I had to find a way to absorb the chores he used to do. No one is more dedicated to what they do than he is so it only seemed appropriate that I do whatever I could to allow him to shine. I've missed the studio and all the wonderful contacts that painting has afforded me. However, I have a whole new appreciation for our garden. When you have 5 acres and almost 3 of it is landscaped there is a never ending list of things needing to be done. I no longer dread them. Hauling pails of water to needy plants that are beyond the reach of hoses has become almost rhythmic. However, things are somewhat under control and I see myself, brush in hand, indulging my own fantasy. I may even paint the garden! An author of garden books brought a tour through on Wednesday. She guides tours all over the world. She took me aside to tell me that, in her opinion, we have one of the top 10 gardens anywhere that they visit. WHO KNEW??? 
