One of my favorite watercolors that I own. The watercolors of Ray Hunter show such dimension in the reflections on the water. Getting lost in the the rippling water gives such a overwhelming feeling of relaxation. One can almost hear the water splashing against the boats, and the boats rocking to and fro against the the concrete. A sense of calm washes over the viewer, with warm colors on the buildings, and the cool water in the foreground. Inhale deeply and enjoy the time viewing this beauty.
A small town here on central coast has GRAND hearts. A young man, Issac Lindsey, was injured during a high school football game. Isaac, is now in critical condition, and is in an induced comma. This young man is only 16 years old, but is beloved by his community. In fact, everyone in the county has heard of this young man. The town changed the “T” on the hillside to the letter “I”, and every destination in the county there is at least one car with “32 Strong” or “We love you Issac”, or “TeamIssac” its amazing to see this small town coming together to support someone.
There is a a “Go Fund Me” page for him.
Finding yourself locked in a museum overnight….What would you do?
I have been in the backrooms of museums. It’s so quiet, the mind starts seeking sounds. When I worked at once museum we had to utilize our i.d. badges to get access into the storage room. Once inside, the door is locked. I was in there to do inventory. Painstakingly add a tiny strip of white paint in an area, wait for it to dry, and pen the number of the item. Check the item for any wear, chips, or flaws and make notes of what was found on that date. There would be times that I was really engrossed in my work, and other times that sounds would occur. In the storage area, the lights were on a motion sensor too, so not only was it quiet, it was also dark in some area. It was also a huge space. I kinda wanted to hum to myself to bring a little comfort to my well being. It was spooky, but not too frightening.
Would I want to touch everything? No. I know that touching items destroys them. Our salt and bacteria are not good for the paintings and other artifacts. I would rather read about the history of the item, as the item is before my eyes. It is more compelling for me.
How would I spend the night? I would walk around from room to room. When it was time for me to sleep, I would go to the auditorium, planetarium, and if they did not have either, maybe the cafe.
Today, it has been a week now that we are owners of a winery. San Marcos Creek Vineyard . We have some new members, and have had friends come and visit too. We already have work being done on the bocce ball court, and some new plants put in the yard.
By next week, I will show you all the new court. This week we will be starting on the bed and breakfast. Painting the rooms will be the first stage, and then flooring, and then furnishings. We will add “Reale Leone Suites” to Air B & B. My niece is working on the artwork, so I am anticipating our royal lion to look fantastic.
Last week, I also took a cases of wine to some choice restaurants. I will be doing that again this week too. I hope to hear that at least one will choose our wine to pair with their food.
Here is a peek at the “Reale Leone Suites”…
Here are two baby chicks that were recently born. Once we found them one evening in one of the other chicken houses, we moved them over to the nursery where they would be able to grow up and bond with Dovie. These two don’t have names yet. We are not sure which one of the rosters is the father. We do know that bantam females adopt other chicks, and Dovie is very protective of them. We usually wait about 6 to 8 weeks before we let little chicks outside, but this is our first mama and babies together, so it has been even more exciting to watch them grow.
When I was younger, I dreamed of being like the Medici family. Buying spectacular art, and helping the artists that I purchased from in any way I could. Having a blog has allowed me to do what I have dreamed of doing.
I have commissioned many paintings from Jeanne, but the one that is the most special is the one here. It has the mixture of everything I love about a still life, little insects, that are representative of life continuing and renewing itself. Little drops of water for the iridescent and fragility of life and the dependency of those little droplets for every living thing.
There are books in the painting, as a reminder how important learning is at any age. Severs porcelain vase that are rare and amazing. Lemons and fruits that are from California. The peonies are reminders of my home state, Indiana. Where we always had Peonies growing in our yard. We would spend hours watching the ants work on the peonies, like they knew the flowers would not be open for very long. One month, which may arguably be the most important month in Indianapolis, May, race month. Jeanne Illenye got everything I ask for in the painting. Now, it hangs in my dining room as a reminder of beauty and fleeting moments.
If you are interested in the work of Jeanne Illenye, here is her website.
Yep, it is true! We own a winery…https://www.facebook.com/Sanmarcoscreek
Like us on Facebook! Once I get into a schedule at the winery, I’ll be back. Until then, I am on Instagram, Twitter, tumbler, and Facebook!
Or, drop by the winery! Have some of our fabulous wine!
I remember those ten months of our lives like it was yesterday. Our house started like this…
Our little house was too small. We really did outgrow our house. All the kid items, One small bedroom for two children of the opposite sex. It was pretty cramped living.
We started planning with our architect, what we wanted, and how we wanted it. Then the interviews with construction workers. All the while, my mother in law peeked out her windows from across the street, and called every time someone would pull up to the house. “What are they doing there? Who are they? Was I aware that they were coming over to the house?”
The children had their own play house…
Every morning we got up, had our breakfast, and took items outside to play in our backyard. The kids had a garden, worms for composting, paints, crafts, we had a picnic everyday for 10 months. Fridays we went to the zoo.
The kids took all kinds of stuff from the house to make their little house a little kingdom for themselves.
Every week the kids couldn’t wait to see the animals at the zoo. At the time, my son believed that the goats needed him to visit. There was no way we could miss our visit. He was even “one of those kids”, he explained to the children that were frightened of the goats how they would not hurt them, and the goats just needed love and attention.
There were some days the kids just did not want to go in the backyard. They just wanted to play with their toys in the house. My son had “Bob the Builder” bulldozer that had to be in a certain position before we left it. Basically, it was his parking stall, but that day, we had to move our pantry (the whole pantry) into our dining room.
I tried to make everyday a fun day, and included taking photographs of how we spent each one of these days.
Sign language, Exercising with a ball, wagon, painting, and photography.
I sure wasn’t prepared for how ugly the house was going to look during the remodel…
We were so lucky to have a great crew that came over to take care of the house before it rained.