From the Studio
Oil on Wood
There is an osprey that often sits at the top of an old dead tree outside my studio. I suspect he is one of a pair that have a nest on the spindle around the point and I wonder if he comes here to take time off from all the hubbub at home. It has been hard to tear myself away from all the goings on around my house too. Things to fix, walks to take, people to see, boats coming and going on the water, and summer sun to soak in. But once I get here and start painting, I feel so good, I think, "what took you so long?" Sometimes you just have to get away to get back to who you are.