Three-day weekend

After all the rain we've had this week, the flowers are going nuts. The poppies have popped!

They are huge and RED! Makes me happy to be alive just to see them as I pass by. And just look how loaded with buds. When they all bloom it will be—well, I don't know what, but I'm sure it will be exciting.

We are having a stay-at-home holiday weekend and enjoying puttering around. There is a plan to barbeque this afternoon, but the weather doesn't look great. We'll make it work.

Ray and I went to a rock place near us and picked out stones for a pathway from the studio to the bridge, so I won't have to tramp through the muck to get to the studio. Shopping for rocks seems, on the one hand, sort of amusing, considering all the free rocks that are just laying around! As you dig rocks out of your garden and pile them up for who knows what use, it seems very unlikely that one would ever actually go out and pay money to haul rocks onto your property. But, yes, we went out and bought rocks. Nice little flat paving sort of rocks. Yesterday Ray constructed a step/landing pad surface at the bottom of the studio porch steps and started laying out stones to get an idea how a path might come together. It is a little like piecing odd scraps together to make a crazy quilt. It's going to be great once they are set into some sand and the moss begins to fill in between them.

The "air" quilt is coming together better with some stitching.

I know it is a bit of a leap to call this "air", but the idea is that the trees fill the air with color and motion as the leaves fall and swirl and blow. I am of the opinion that art made to a theme can fulfill the theme in even a very tenuous way. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.