In my mind, I'm five years old having a high old time wandering and wondering. In reality, I'm now in my late 60s, wowza! I tell you a lot of creativity is still to be found in this old young self. In you, too, whatever your age. Welcome to my barefoot world!
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I can doodle my way out of impatience while I wait in a doctor’s waiting room and then wait longer in an examination room. What do you do to remain a patient patient? The above doodle was created during my final follow-up with Dr. G who replaced my left knee joint and realigned my leg. A miracle maker, he is. He thought I was giving it to him when I showed him the doodle. “I’m going to need it back,” I said. “This is on the back of my receipt.” A couple weeks later, I turned the doodle into a thank-you card for Dr. G who is moving on to new adventures. Cheers, Dr. G! I’m sharing today’s post with Art for Fun Friday . Thanks for dropping by. See ya!
This week’s prompt for Poets and Storytellers United ’s Friday Writings is: The Visitor. Here’s what I came up with, stimulated by today’s every-so-often visitor. A Morning Caller She drops by from no where approaching silently, stepping stealthily, suppressing giggles. She whispers. I didn’t know I had heard but here I am enjoying her flash of inspiration, cleaning the microwave. Yi-haw! ♾️ I’ve a grand update about my Knee Joint Replacement Recovery Update. Happy, giddy news. I danced in the kitchen this morning to Creedence Clearwater Revival, Martha and the Vandels, the Hollies, Santana, and others. My new joint loved it. Knee-haw! Off I go to visit other Friday Writings participants. Please, come join me.
Dive bomb! I wonder what the blue jay saw on the decomposing leaf covered ground, and what was he eating in the leafless persimmon tree. The sun is out. The sky is a clear blue with fluffy white clouds streaming by. The clarity after the storm. This winter we certainly are having our share of storms with floods, landslides, broken levees, fallen trees, and evacuations. Three weeks worth, so far. Fortunately, the Husband and I haven’t had to experience any of that, knock on wood. With all this rain and reports of oversaturated ground, some people probably believe our drought is over. No more need to conserve. We can go crazy with lush lawns, landscaping, and vegetable gardens once again. Nope! Uh-uh. No, siree, Bob, and Nancy. Parts of California, including our area, may be good for water this year, if that, but the drought is far from over. We need it to rain throughout the winter and early spring, gently and kindly, alternating with dry days. Maybe then, our reservoirs and grou
Bunnies dancing through fields of wildflowers towards the sea. This week I’ve been participating in The Happy New Year Challenge, hosted by Artist Karen Abend , a free five-day event with prompts from Artist Gaia Marfurt . The drawings on this post are from days two, three, and four. You can see day one’s piece here . The challenge has been fun. And, self-revealing of sorts. Hearts Born While doing this challenge, I’ve learned that prompts tend to freeze me up rather than free me to create. That’s bothersome. Maybe my deeper self is reminded of art time in grammar school when I felt discouraged and timid to draw, paint, paste, and craft my creations because they didn’t look like the ones the teachers favored. House and Fly flying high and loose in the cerebellum. Another aspect of the challenge that reared up my young insecure self was sharing my work at the challenge’s Facebook page. I got one, two, once three, likes for my work while others got double digit and triple digit likes.
Merry 1/2/2023, One and All!❣️ It’s a blustery California winter day outside my window. Lovely! In all this cold, angel’s trumpets, orange roses, and pink geraniums are in bloom. The lavender plant says to not forget her. And, now, the rain is showing itself. Hurrah! I’ve made no resolutions, unless my staying the course with trying out stuff as well as practicing stuff a bit more consistently counts. This morning I practiced walking up and down the sidewalk with my trusty walker. Happily tired me out. My first new try for 2023: I signed up to do a five-day Happy New Year creative art challenge, co-hosted by artists Karen Abend and Gaia Marfurt . Via email, I receive a prompt each day and do whatever comes to mind. Today’s prompt, the first one, was a bellish blob shape. This is what came to my mind: A timid, yet daring, heart who put on green sneakers and snuck outside to ride on her sensible, sturdy skateboard. Do you think she’s sporting a new knee joint under that skirt? Knee-h