One of the many wonderful things about living in the midwest, is that sometimes, in the middle of winter, there will be a sunshiny morning like this one, with temps in the 40's, and you can take a walk that makes you feel like you have broken free after a long confinement. Yes, I know there is no room for complaining here. We have NOT had a bad winter at all. But still the early morning hours, when I like to walk the best, are not conducive to venturing out on most days. Not so on this day though.
I had planned to be in California over this long weekend. Alas, for the second year in a row we have cancelled our in-person art retreat. Last year we had some virtual sessions, and this year sister and I have done a few art zooms, but I will say I do so miss the opening ceremony at the Huntington, followed by days surrounded by piles of sketchbooks and messy paint palettes scattered about.
Maybe next year? We shall see. There are no chickens being counted before they hatch around these parts. Which by no means should be taken to mean that I am not hopeful. In the meantime, special mornings like this are being substituted for my normal dose of winter escapism... as depicted below from January 2020.
I have a makers group like your Quails, and we meet monthly to show and tell and talk art. We have cancelled next week’s gathering too in favor of zoom. I’m glad we can still connect, but it is so not the same. I’m sorry you have to cancel again. Hope is my word of the year for 2022.
Posted by: Chris Oliveira | 01/15/2022 at 07:33 AM
Chris: hope is my forever word, it’s such a good one!
Posted by: Carol | 01/15/2022 at 05:25 PM
Thanks Carol, I always love our walks and the sights you share with us. I only wish I could burn the calories used in that walk!
Posted by: jacki long | 01/15/2022 at 05:44 PM