It warmed up to 16 degrees today.
Tomorrow a winter storm arrives around dinner time.
I guess I better go get my milk and bread, or whatever it is everyone rushes out to buy in the event of snow.
I like snow, I want snow, I have a tobaggon that will fit me and my kids and I can't wait to take them sledding, but I won't be sledding in 10 degree, frigid, windy weather.
I worked on a painting today, I thought to post a work in progress, then tomorrow the finished piece...
You can see a sliver of my cluttered desk.
You will never see pictures of my studio gracing pages of a magazine. I always feel a little guilty, or ashamed, when I see a cute, color-coordinated, clean, cozy, workroom. I barely have time to floss my teeth, much less spend time decorating my studio. Perhaps someday, when my kids are older, or I'm finished with school, but right now if I can find time to paint, I am happy.