And then Lizzie and her friend Tristyn drove over. We did the rough and narrow shelf road up to Yankee Boy Basin. It is a favorite ride up to 11,000 ft. The wildflowers were perfect.
Later, I explored various media and took lots of lessons but no direction became inspiring.
And then, at the ripe old age of 80, I take up animal portraits. I'm still surprised.
I have 4 more dog portraits finished and matted but not in their homes yet so can't reveal. And always getting more ideas for my next one.
I read a good book. "You Are Here" by David Nicholls. Now I want to walk across England. Kindle books are expensive and a real extravagance. As my roommate says, 'well, we don't buy meat ! ' I also reread many and I'm back to "Wolf Hall" and will probably read all 3 in the trilogy by Hilary Mantel. I've always enjoyed British history .... and, if I walked across England, I could also see the castles I read about. Now I'm enjoying Prime's "Lady Jane Gray" movie... She was Queen for only 9 days before she lost her head and this is a witty, bawdy telling of her story.
Feeling much better and back to walking my usual distances but still avoiding golf. And I can get on and off the bike without pain so that is a plus.
The news is dismal, depressing, frightening and makes me want to move to Finland where I could live among the happiest people.
PS: The nest on the front door remained empty for another day so we took it down. The door was not as scratched as I thought. Then for the next 3 days, we found smashed blue eggs in front of the door. Was she flying by and just dropping eggs?? There is a roof over the porch so she had to be quite the acrobat to do a 4 egg bombing run.
PPS: I'm no longer moving to Finland. I'm donating, voting and cheering loudly.