Hi. I'm a painter, a writer and a mother of three teenage sons, one with a severe disability. This is a journal: riotously disorganized, full of art, food, children and everyday domestic events. Unless you are a friend or family member you may not be interested, but you are welcome to look. Artists who are parents may find some common ground here, as well as parents of children with special needs. For art only, see my site: nancybeamiller.blogspot.com
Wednesday, February 27
SNOWY WINTER NIGHT
flowers, fruit on the table-
thoughts turned towards Spring
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Yes, I know I should not be buying fruit so far out of season that it must be transported thousands of miles to get here. And normally we make a real effort to eat locally grown food, in season. But of course, there's not much in season around here in February! And so today in the grocery store, these gorgeous berries were too much of a temptation for me. A huge sale: probably because they are perfectly ripe and tomorrow they will be overripe and unsaleable. Their heavy sweet perfume (on deep discount!) wafted out over the entire produce section, a siren song I just could not resist.
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