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Unused Hand Me Downs

I have a dear friend who saw me starting out to paint with Watercolor and she gathered all kinds of things for me.
There were tubes of unused watercolor paints, a couple of brushes and some wonderful paper that I am still afraid to use as I seem to be saving it for REAL ART.  Funny how a simple gift of her left overs and hand me downs  has empowered me to paint daily,  oh wait did I tell you about the books!  She gave me beautiful books on Watercolor techniques that I read and try to copy from.  I thought I would never want to look at another’s work, I am trying to do it on my own as I am too much of an individual, setting a course out on her own from what resides in my head, yes it is full after being away from any kind of art for 40+ years.

I am so grateful for my friend Jane who always has my back in such artful endeavors see her work at

Thanks Jane for the gifts of what you no longer needed xo

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Daily Prompt: Seven Wonders


Daily Prompt: Seven Wonders

Khalil Gibran once said that people will never understand one another unless language is reduced to seven words. What would your seven words be?

Photographers, artists, poets: show us SEVEN.


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How can I pick which one

Until March I had never gone away,  well from anything besides my home and I shared it with the love of trucking.  I had two pups then that traveled coast to coast when loads took me that far away.

Then again there was one occasion when we had six of the seven from their litter and they were small but weaned, that I packed up them up into the van and left them with my brother.  There were their four children and the two of them perfect as that left a pup for each of them to dote on.  I took the parents of these pups overnight on a run to Maryland with my then husband, as we needed the load there quickly and he could not do the hours alone.

So as we jumped into the rig and headed down the road I could not get them out of my head.  They were the most rambunctious English Springer Spaniel’s, already with names.  Remington and Diamond showed no signs of missing them, as each mile south was behind us.  I was not very good company I missed them so much.  We  delivered the load and grabbed or return haul and headed north once again, me calling my brother at every truck stop, no there were only payphones back then.  He told me when I called they were having so much fun not to hurry back , can you imagine. Many of you know me by now I just put the hammer down and got back home, as quick as I could get those 18 wheels moving!

So that brings me back to March.  This year.  I knew the cat and dog would be fine here with their Dad but JT has been my constant sidekick  and if I was hurting so bad, I knew she would never understand why I was gone.

So while I missed  the man in my life, he understands why I went away  but my furry babies would be top on the list for me to be Home Sweet Home!