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A day to remember
07/08/2008 21:38:29 / happy
Greetings color-crazed friends,
Today was just the right balance of work and fun. It is really hard for me to feel this way. I always feel something didn't get done or finished enough, etc.
July is the month of the flowers. My watercolorist friend invited me to pick flowers at her house after water aerobics on Friday. I brought home an incredible bagfull of color.
I am fortunate to have friends like Marjorie, and my next door neighbors Dominique and Gary. They just bought their house, but the flowers grow, one after the other, perennials, of course. "Take what you want, whether we are here or not," she told me more than once. She is the one who commissioned the portrait of Gary in flowers.
I pressed flowers (if you don't get them just at the right time, they are too wilted to press well) for a few hours.
The Left Bank Gallery in Essex, CT, where I hang my work, is having a "Chairs for Charity" party and auction in August. I found the perfect gold curved chair. I will cover it with flowers, letting some gold peep out, and tie ribbons on the top curve. Maybe I'll take a photo for the Gallery.
I worked on Gary's portrait. Teeth and hair are not easy, but I see the end coming soon. His shirt will be pale green and whisper lilac hydrangea petals.
Then, I got a call from a friend, inviting Larry and I to dinner at a local joint called THE PLACE. It is all outside, under a tent, with tree stumps to sit on, just a few things on the menu, roasted clams, roasted corn, steak, roasted or BBQ chicken. Of course the very best part is that she invited us to dinner. Since Larry has been sick, no one has invited us to dinner. They know, as my friend did, that Larry can't eat or drink and communicates by writing in a notebook, and they have quietly dissappeared. Maybe they are embarassed because he is disfigured and drools without knowing it, so he wears a bib and always has paper towels.
I was given a gift of love from a friend today. It is a first, but we have already planned another dinner out. I am so fortunate.
Live in the light,
Lisabeth
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