There Goes the Sun
It’s not quite a magnetic poles reversal, but my days here have flip-flopped–a sure sign that the seasons have changed.
My mornings carry me right to the garden, out with the string trimmer, or doing other things that soon become uncomfortable after the sun climbs up over the east ridge.
And by the time I turn around, it’s lunch time! And I’m just getting to emails, blogs, and such. This is likely to be the pattern for a few months, so if and when I post something here, it is just as likely to be mid-day as early on.
Meanwhile, I’m finding I continue to dabble (pun intended) in paints with the stylus on the iPad and ArtRage or Paper, pretending I know what I’m doing.
As I mentioned a few weeks back, this kind of focus on shape, depth, color and light is changing the way I look at things. And that’s never a bad thing to happen to one of advanced years, relatively speaking.
I also think I am about to commit to the purchase of a guitar. Looking at the moment at the Fender Dreadnought, CD60 acoustic steel string for $200. Comes with a case. I picked this off the shelf yesterday at Â Bridge Kaldrow Music across from the now mostly defunct mall that once housed Books a Million.