Sunday, May 29, 2022

blue walls

From yesterday with the sunlight coming if the big windows. I painted one side of the two movable walls around the first of the year. Why didn't I do it sooner?! By the end of August, the gallery will be history. A memory. The wood bowls were brought in last week by a woodturner who was pretty popular when the market was being held in the park area. 




Monday, May 23, 2022

Neighbor’s Garden

My Czech neighbor has lots of nice things growing in her small yard. There are Wilmington favorites like oleander and gardenias, plus she has several raised beds for vegetables, potatoes, beans, onions, peppers, tomatoes, and cucumbers that are pictured here. 



Friday, May 20, 2022

Yesterday evening

In the warm season from 6-9 pm, the restaurant that is a two minute walk from the gallery has musicians playing out on the wide deck on the side I am closest to. Behind the spot where they perform is a setting sun with gulls and pelicans flying over the tall swaying trees. Last night the temperature was perfect and so was the married duo that sang and played. The people I sat with and I were especially wowed by the woman’s quietly soulful voice. I do love being in Wilmington!



Thursday, May 19, 2022

From one pier to the other


This is where I learned that I can’t lift my legs as high as I used to. A couple of weeks ago I walked the sandy path, and I lost my dignity as I clumsily tried to step over a big fallen tree. Two bruised knees resulted. A young couple was also walking and identifying animal footprints in the sand. Very interesting. 

Monday, May 9, 2022

May 9


Today’s pic is of the bowl of candy in the office of the car place I go to for an oil change  that I am having done today. I am rolling a fireball around in my mouth now, the first of many. 


Sunday, May 8, 2022

May 8

I don't put the effort into taking pictures like I used to, but I am trying to continue my tradition of posting one each day in May. I was glad to see some honeysuckle in the backyard. 



Saturday, May 7, 2022

May 7

Last year the cave swallows built a nest, lay eggs, and baby birds hatched. I never knew if they survived and flew off on their own or not. They are back at it this year. 




Thursday, May 5, 2022

Funeral

Before the weather turned hot today, a graveside service was held for Brenda, the sister of my oldest friend here. It was in a cemetery I did not know of, and it was beautiful in the Wilmington way. The man who simply stood and sang How Great Thou Art pitch perfect was as inspiring as the words to that wonderful song and reminded my of when it was sung at the funerals of my loved ones. And I didn't cry. On the way out I drove past huge live oaks laden with Spanish moss. It is good to be home.