home from palm springs!
i miss the velvety warm air at night
slipping into the blue pool in the mornings & evenings
floating on my back
watching the finches on the telephone lines
on our last day, the skies were filled with smoke billows from the lake fire up near big bear.
wild fire season. every year it’s a heartbreak, but an unavoidable one. with climate change, enormous fires in the west are on the rise. we hunker down and dream of rain. grasping hopefully at any chance of strong el nino conditions that would steer drenching storms our way next winter.
in the meantime i am putting the dates in my swedish travel journal.
having a designated spot to sketch, paint, write is enormously helpful in coming home with a travel journal that is evenly full from front to back.
most of my pages are plain white watercolor paper, but i do like having some found papers to break things up a bit.
hope you’re happily off exploring or preparing for an adventure of your very own.
whether it’s around the world or on your own front porch it matters not.
i’ll just be here at moss cottage. where all the women are strong, all the cats are good-lookin’, and all the ideas are above average.
at least i like to think so…