Winter is getting a bit old hat around here - but must be even more so for the inhabitants of North Dakota and Minnesota. So I have taken to meditating on mandarins - well - looking at them anyway.
I like the ones with leaves on best.
Robert is painting - as per usual. I always find the painting eqipment picturesque in itself.
the tape, the paper towels, the blotches, the blades etc etc.
even the gloves and the face mask.
This was once a very nice linen skirt from Eileen Fisher that I had had for at least eight years - even when we lived in Morocco. (Sob sob) - and R. says it isn't really absorbent. Lil assef (too bad) quelle domage (what a pity) che vergonia (what a shame). Weird that when you get really ancient you have all this stuff floating around in your head...
As you can tell the cold is getting to us.
This is a metal baking tray with tin foil in it - and paint too. At least it's nice bright color.
Hope you are feeling cheerful and colorful.
