The big wind

The locust took out some of the persimmon trees nearby, too.

We’ve had a little too much excitement here lately.  Saturday of last week, we had a big straight line wind blow through.  The grandkids and I were taking a rest after our yard chores when I heard a huge noise outside and noticed that the power had gone out.  An eighty foot tree had crashed down, of course, right on the transformer, taking out the power to the whole neighborhood, plus pulling all the lines down from the house.  What a mess!

I quickly called the Rural Electric Coop while my son jumped in to cut up the tree.  Later, after the REC arrived and began putting things back to rights, he finished cutting the tree into logs, and then using our old tractor, pushed them out of the way for future use as firewood. Limbs are still getting shaken down with each wind.

The unfortunate part is that although the REC got the rest of the neighbors back online, the line from the transformer to the house is the responsibility of the homeowner, so one needs an electrician for that.  No electricity for us until the next morning.  Reading by oil lamp, just like Abe Lincoln. 

Of course, our local electrician was out here first thing so we got connected back to civilization quickly.  Unfortunately, no internet for several more days.  I’ve been having withdrawal.  And a very slow cell phone connection remains.  Well, so much for living the pioneer life in a 140 year old house.

Anyway, this happened when Hurricane Ike rolled through many years ago.  A big wind knocked down several trees that time, and the electricity was out for nearly a week. Much less of an inconvenience this time. Be prepared for (nearly) anything with life in the country.

The Color Is Purple

Irises. Are these purple or blue?

I had a fellow artist remark not long ago about how I use purple in my paintings.  He did not approve.  Hummm?  It may not be his choice but it is mine.  I happen to see purple…of various shades.  Pale, reddish, bluish, dark, light, vibrant.

The wisteria bloomed for the first time this year. Well, it was caught by a late freeze last year. Such a beautiful flowering vine, but somewhat unpredictable. Invasive in trees and on buildings.
Not quite purple but a delicate reddish violet. These redbud trees are an understory tree native to this part of the Midwest. The delicate flowers appear along the stems and branches of the tree early in spring. It makes lovely heart-shaped leaves. Later, it retreats into anonymity among the understory trees for the rest of the year. These redbuds trees were free seedlings given out by the state.
I love these delicate Virginia Bluebells. The flower buds appear pink and then turn the most delicate shade of sky blue trumpets when they open up. These are so easy to grow. I’ve transplanted them everywhere and have given away many starts. The most amazing thing is, that after they bloom, they disappear completely until next year.

Spring seems to be a time of purple, to me.  Delicate flowers in bloom, field and woods.  Some pale, some vibrant.  The soft haze of purple over the budding trees.  The deep purple of stormy skies rolling in late in the afternoon. 

Another patch of irises, this time light purple. And a healthy vine of poison ivy growing up the tree in the background.

Purple is said to be a royal color. The highest.  But I find it to be calming, delicate.  It appears everywhere if I look for it.  It does not have to be loud or garish.  It can be soothing and comforting. 

This sprig of purple lilac scents the entire kitchen. Just outside, grows the full bush.

I love the overpowering perfume of the lilacs.  I bring them into the house and then my eyes almost water at their presence.  But the beautiful lilacs are only around for a few weeks a year, heralds of spring.

The violets of many colors.  Deep purple, light purple, violet, variegated, even creamy white.  Many consider them weeds but I don’t see how.  Such beautiful little flowers.

The deer find this blue phlox a tasty treat. But when found in the woods, they make a lovely carpet of bluish purple.

Viper’s Bugloss and Jacob’s Ladder. I never planted these flowers but they just pop up where they may in the middle spring.

The Jacob’s Ladder and Viper’s Bugloss that only appear this time of year.  Near the front porch or just about anywhere.  I love these surprises.  They’re aren’t planned but I allow them to pop up wherever they may. 

I have several patches of irises around the property.  Some deep bluish purple, some lighter.  Then there are the multi-colored ones, and the striking white ones.  The scent of the irises invite one to get up close and inhale deeply.  There is no other flower perfume quite like it. 

So what my artist friend thought to be a slight snub or negative comment did not affect me that way.  I’m not quite sure how to interpret it.  As an insult?  Well, no.  I guess he just doesn’t like the color purple.  And that’s okay. 

I do.

Spring preview, good and bad

Spring green is the word and the color.

We have had an absolutely gorgeous sneak peek of spring out here on the farm.  I can’t express how welcome this has been after a very harsh winter.  Dozens (hundreds) of robins have appeared in the yard and fields already.  Some have already begun to check out nesting spots.

Crocuses mysteriously appeared in the most unusual places thanks to grandchildren.

What has really been fun this week has been the early spring preview.  With sunshine and warm temps, Spring has been bulldozing through the countryside.  The trees are budding out and the beautiful spring greens are abundant.  I really love the surprise of the bulbs that I let the grandchildren plant. Here’s a bag of crocus bulbs.  Go plant them!  They come up in the most unusual places.  And, of course, the naturalized daffodils are nodding their golden heads everywhere.

Naturalized daffodils always make my heart sing this time of year.

Unfortunately, with the extreme warm temperatures, up to 80 this week!, the weather has become very unstable.  A big front blew in late Friday and into the night.  This often leads to storms and other disturbances, including straight line winds and tornados.

Watching the live weather report before dawn today. Serious weather with some tornados spotted.

My Saturday began at 4:15 a.m. when my son called me to let me know that there was a tornado warning in the area.  (I can’t hear the sirens from my house and didn’t have the weather radio turned on.)  I stumbled downstairs, threw on some clothes, and sorted some things for a dash to the cellar, if needed.  As I began to wake up, I turned on a regional TV station which has great weather coverage.  And then thought of more things that I ought to drag downstairs with me, just in case.  Then I chastised myself for not having my go-bag ready.  It will definitely be updated this week.  I have even posted about this before. 

This cute little tree frog wanted in, or at least was seeking shelter.

So wherever you are, I hope you are staying safe and taking positive steps to be safe in the disturbed spring weather. 

Here are a couple of links to previous blog posts about being prepared in an emergency.

Something Special

Every day is special in some way.  I keep a small notebook to record three special things at the end of the day.  These are often not large things.  Maybe a phone call from a friend or relative.  Something from nature, such as, seeing a hummingbird at my flowers or a particularly beautiful cloud formation.  Or even my cat cuddling me.

But some things make a little more impression than others. 

Two Amish ladies at Walmart in the frozen food aisle. This was done from memory, not a photograph. Brush pen.

The past couple of weeks I’ve made note of two Amish ladies shopping at Walmart.  I passed them in the ice cream aisle.  As I rolled my cart by, I overheard one say, “See you tomorrow at the breakfast, Sarah.”  No more than that.  Just the contrast that in the superstore emporium of world goods, these two “plain” women were planning on continuing their conversation the next morning.

Sometimes, it’s my observation of the unique or ironic.  In this case, it was a skeleton in a lawn chair in the front yard of a house that I pass sometimes.  Mr. Skeleton has been in this chair at least since last Halloween.  I was amused to see that his costume has been updated to celebrate Valentine’s Day.  I wonder if they do Easter next?  I’ll have to drive by then.

Cleo waiting for some company. I don’t think they’ll be coming by any time soon.

Or, looking out my kitchen window to see my cat perched on top of the bird feeder.  She always hopes that some feathered creature will fly her way, but most often the avian visitors too wary. 

These are not big events in anyone’s life, including mine.  But they do keep me on the lookout for the unusual and special to celebrate and record. It makes me focus each day.

What is special in your day?

Read more at my post, Grateful for Small Things.

A week of winter sunrises

Monday, Jan 20, 2023 The beginning of thawout.

My west coast son asked me this week, Hey, Mom, have you been doing any work in your studio lately?  Ha! 

My studio is a summer kitchen about 30 feet from the house.  In case you don’t know, summer kitchens were standard buildings for most farms in the south and Midwest a century ago.  They were designed to keep the heat from the wood cookstoves out of the house during the summer, cooking and canning.  Although very handy as a studio, it’s not really comfortable during the depth of winter.  I’ve been known to wear a couple of pairs of socks, several layers of other clothes, a hat and fingerless gloves while working there in the winter.  Turning up the heater is not really economical. 

Normally, winters around here are like long autumns.  We lived in Michigan for ten years so I’m pretty used to some pretty chilly weather.  But this past couple of weeks, we’ve had nine or ten inches of snow with a few inches of ice on top.  Temps have dropped to zero, and the sun has only weakly thawed and refrozen the ice. We were housebound for a few days. Our drive is still a mess and not for the faint of heart, or those without four wheel drive.

But…the scenery has been beautiful. Especially the sunrises.  As you can see in the photos, the morning colors are reflected off the icy snow crusts.  Probably subject for future paintings but I’m pretty tired of it by now.

Wherever you live, I hope you are having a more pleasant winter than we’ve been having.  Keep warm. Keep safe.

Another golden sunrise, more melted and refrozen snow.

Snowmageddon

House on the Hill. Pretty photo. Another subject for a card in the future.

Like many millions of people in the mid-section of the nation, we have been dealing with a huge snow event the past few days. Schools and businesses shut down. Pretty much anything you can think of.

We have survived many winters in this old house, dealing with power outages. One year, I did my taxes with two kids home from school, a kerosene heater and oil lamps. This was in the days before computers, of course.

This week we’ve been dealing with nine or ten inches of snow, with crusty ice on top, three or four inches. I finally made a foray outside to chip away at the sidewalks. We haven’t been out in days with a drive a third of a mile long. But we’re usually prepared. And the power is still working which is pretty important.

9 to 10 inches of snow with 3 to 4 inches of crust. Very difficult to break through.
Son came up and is grading the drive with the old Allis Chalmers. I feel as if the cavalry has arrived.

Then today, my son walked in from the end of the drive to get old Johnny (the tractor) going and to grade the drive. That makes all the difference.

Pretty to look at but this is about as much snow as I want to see for awhile.

A country Christmas

The holidays are so busy, even out here in the boonies. But it’s good to take time to reflect. Take a walk. Enjoy the weather. Try not to get overly exercised about every little detail. So I tell myself.

I don’t have a tree up this year and haven’t put out a single decoration. Just too busy with some family things going on. But all my holiday shopping was done long ago. And the presents that needed to be shipped are out of here, too. I just need to wrap a few more. Plan a quiet meal.

But I did have time to create my own Christmas cards. This is our front door. It’s a very old house and that is a very old door. The flag is there because a storm knocked down a limb which knocked down the flag. However, I thought it looked festive. I made the ink drawing, then printed it out on cards. And they were all hand-painted so no two exactly alike. It was very soothing work, with a holiday movie or tunes on. Sometimes, a little peace can be found in unexpected places.

I hope you all can find some enjoyment and comfort this holiday season. Be safe.

Warmest wishes for a peaceful Christmas and New Year.

Painting churches

Painting churches.  In this case, rather, it is sketching churches.  Although I have painted quite a number of churches over the years.

Holy Family. This is a large but somewhat modern church. The most difficult part was deciding how much detail to include of the large stained glass window.

I’m not quite sure why I have had an attraction to churches. I think that it’s because they are often the most spectacular or impressive buildings in the area, whether it’s a big city, a small town, or even a rural area.  I appreciate the workmanship and planning which goes into such buildings no matter their size or location. 

Trinity UCC. The beautiful cupola has stained glass which really lights up the church inside.

Some fancy cathedrals have been around for centuries while others are newer and usually more sedate in architecture.  I’ve captured them in paint, oil or acrylic or watercolor, and pen and ink drawings.

Precious Blood. Another church with some stained glass but I was more interested in the architecture of the building.
Redemption Christian Church. This is one of the newest churches in the area. It is very striking with its light, almost white colored stone.

When I’m doing a painting or drawing of a church, I often reflect upon the people who belong to or use the church.  What is the congregation like?  Are they kind?  Do they do community work?  Do they celebrate with music and singing?  Or are they among those who sit in quiet contemplation? 

I recently finished drawing a group of local churches which I haven’t done before. I’ve completed some others before but realized that I’ve left a lot out.  (And there are still many more I might do in the future.)

Shiloh Church. This reminds me a little of some New England churches. Although the exterior is larger than I was able to capture in this one image, it has a very modest feeling.

I print the sketches on notecards and sell them locally.  It seems everyone is proud of their religious homes.  But, actually, I just enjoy drawing them. 

What are the churches like in your area?  Are they beautiful showpieces or places of quieter thoughts? 

Autumn roundup 2024

Fall decorations. The impatiens are still hanging on.

The fall colors have been really spectacular this season.  We had the right amount of rain early on but little rain from August until recently.  I was afraid that the colors would be drab and the trees would just drop their leaves.  I was wrong.

Ferdinand State Forest
Another view of the state forest

I read some survey that said Southern Indiana was rated as one of the best places to see fall color.  As I always like to joke, it’s like New England but without the crowds. Gently rolling hills and wooded.  The farmers were able to get a jump on the harvest and most every field is cleared by now.  We have had a couple of rains in the past two weeks but they only keep the dust down.  And we haven’t even had a frost yet in my area so I’m still harvesting the last scraggly tomatoes and peppers.  That is about to change this coming week.

Geese on the lake
Watercolor/ pen and ink sketch of the Ferdinand State Forest

Meanwhile, I’ve been able to get outdoors, go for a drive or have a lunch in the park with my husband.  I did a few small sketches and one middling painting, too.  Just pleasant to be outside.

Geraniums in October

My flowers have held their blooms, including the geraniums.  And my lilacs and rhododendrons have even bloomed this month!    

In addition to the free kids’ Picasso art class that I taught last month, we just painted our self-portraits this week.  How to draw cats is next month. 

Unfortunately, not all is good news. My husband had a serious injury on his tractor (just getting on it) which sent us to the emergency room.  This had me scrambling for first aid supplies and trying to remember my old classes in first aid.  He’ll be laid up for awhile.

Deer impact.

And…I had my first run-in with a deer on the way home from the grocery this week.  In the middle of the day!  I’m posting a photo of what that coated safety glass will do when a large animal hits it.  I didn’t even see it as it bounced down an embankment.  Fortunately I was poking along that day but the damage to the car is not pleasant.  Calls to the insurance company and locating a repair shop added to the stress.  Well, no injury, fortunately.  My husband and sons have hit a total of eleven deer over the years.  A very common accident in these parts.

The cardinal who won’t quit.

Finally, the cardinal that I posted about earlier this year is back, fighting his reflection in the windows.  Doesn’t he know mating season is over?  He’s looking a bit bedraggled now but he’s still persistent. 

I hope you all have been able to get outside and enjoy the season.  Snow is coming soon for some of us.  Time to hunker down for the winter.

Glorious autumn sunset

Dancing Shadows, Revisiting the Southwest

Dancing Shadows, Junipers trees at the Grand Canyon, south rim, near the eastern side. I love the shadows and the southwestern colors. 24 x 30, framed.

The Grand Canyon in Arizona is one of my favorite places to visit. When I first went out there about a decade ago, as with most visitors, I was astounded by the beauty of the place, not to mention the size. It’s overwhelming.

That first visit gave me plenty of subject matter for painting. I love the colors, just the sheer beauty of the place. I know I’m not alone in this feeling. I’ve been back a few times and never get tired of the scenery.

Dancing Shadows, detail. Notice the impressionistic variations in the paint.

This painting focuses on the shadows of the juniper trees on the south rim of the Canyon, towards the eastern side. I loved the play of light and shadow, the colors of the earth, shadows and plants. I could probably paint there a hundred years and never run out of something interesting to see.

I featured this particular painting in a how-to posting about a decade ago. I just came across it while looking for something else in my studio. Check it out at this link. https://my90acres.com/artwork/junipers-at-grand-canyon-demonstration/

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