tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16323150638362148012024-03-14T08:33:50.211-07:00claudia diller<a href="http://www.claudiadiller.com/">www.claudiadiller.com</a>claudiadillerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444642493978671231noreply@blogger.comBlogger498125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632315063836214801.post-85975587772447898342024-02-15T11:54:00.000-08:002024-02-15T13:07:18.165-08:00#478 • City Sledding<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZnt1n87hh1Kk9DbMEYBPlfmGGGxmoKNiodIhY76_yUr2FkpjubnkP4kKz8fXtXseE9WBXKzgL2dVBfWbF60WLeRzKMxobdpKPCPxthOniG3HdMbQylOmWrNQo0vjvyA8cQS1uBeLuH2NRK2WWCy4PXyb4ETyPZ9z_aRgSKU6mTaD30JfFFOshxzU4SKZ3/s723/city%20sledding%20web.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="723" height="319" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZnt1n87hh1Kk9DbMEYBPlfmGGGxmoKNiodIhY76_yUr2FkpjubnkP4kKz8fXtXseE9WBXKzgL2dVBfWbF60WLeRzKMxobdpKPCPxthOniG3HdMbQylOmWrNQo0vjvyA8cQS1uBeLuH2NRK2WWCy4PXyb4ETyPZ9z_aRgSKU6mTaD30JfFFOshxzU4SKZ3/s320/city%20sledding%20web.jpg" width="320" /></a></p><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="x1iorvi4 x1pi30zi x1l90r2v x1swvt13" data-ad-comet-preview="message" data-ad-preview="message" id=":r5o:"><div class="x78zum5 xdt5ytf xz62fqu x16ldp7u"><div class="xu06os2 x1ok221b"><span class="x193iq5w xeuugli x13faqbe x1vvkbs xlh3980 xvmahel x1n0sxbx x1lliihq x1s928wv xhkezso x1gmr53x x1cpjm7i x1fgarty x1943h6x xudqn12 x3x7a5m x6prxxf xvq8zen xo1l8bm xzsf02u x1yc453h" dir="auto"><div class="xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs x126k92a"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Click here to purchase this painting <span style="font-size: x-small;">#478<br /></span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm">http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm</a></span></div><div dir="auto" style="text-align: start;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="text-align: start;">Here's hoping that all those city kids out there get a big enough dump to take off from school and into the wild blue yonder on high flying sleds. And if they don't have one handy, do what we did when we were kids and let them grab anything that floats on snow. Good luck, have fun, and scare the hell out of your parents - or at least remind them of their wild and crazy childhoods when sledding was freedom from everything!<br /></div><div dir="auto" style="text-align: start;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="text-align: start;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">City Sledding• 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $275</span></i><br /></div></div></span></div></div></div></div>claudiadillerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444642493978671231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632315063836214801.post-14737198873850314152023-12-29T13:50:00.000-08:002023-12-29T13:50:35.470-08:00#477 • Hopeful Again<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKfQGJzD1Elt5_LOg5Y60ujybRb312G3pVL1wVu-Wl9kalWCs99qDyXdaCNuierZRvGfgXYOmumX_uTn206xL-Qcu_94KR3hgTD67rwphHCDmPLrJCD9HexCXIKbq-0si35RKtjqIVYVx8cNdQC40oNCaBD1iEJ7e_-o75v-GnL2N5kWQy6HrLeos4Cdiq/s721/Hopeful%20copy.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="721" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKfQGJzD1Elt5_LOg5Y60ujybRb312G3pVL1wVu-Wl9kalWCs99qDyXdaCNuierZRvGfgXYOmumX_uTn206xL-Qcu_94KR3hgTD67rwphHCDmPLrJCD9HexCXIKbq-0si35RKtjqIVYVx8cNdQC40oNCaBD1iEJ7e_-o75v-GnL2N5kWQy6HrLeos4Cdiq/s320/Hopeful%20copy.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Click here to purchase this painting <span style="font-size: x-small;">#477<br /></span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm">http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm</a></span></div><p></p><p>So we didn't get the snow for Christmas. up here in Maine. The world didn't get peace again and I didn't get a Mercedes. </p><p>So Christmas was brown here - but it probably snowed somewhere - we just weren't specific enough. World peace is, well, out there somewhere, we just need to grasp the concept in our hearts. But we have to open our hearts before that happens. And my Prius with 150,000 miles on it is still running like a charm (knock on wood), so who needs a brand new Mercedes anyway.<br /></p><p>A long time ago I decided to adhere to a Stones lyric that says:</p><p>You can't always get what you want</p><p>You can't always get what you want</p><p>You can't always get what you want ( think this is said three times because we don't seem to get it on the first two tries. Some of us still don't get it) <br /></p><p>But if you try sometimes, well, you might find</p><p>you get what you need</p><p>Ah, yeah</p><p><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Hopeful Again • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $275</span></i><br /></p>claudiadillerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444642493978671231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632315063836214801.post-86565565027808040532023-12-18T08:45:00.000-08:002023-12-18T08:52:17.162-08:00#476 • It Will Snow Again<p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOrQKkhxX1j-xzrojjKYzX8u_hC9pkuHHpX3STU-vz4_NjFN8AP98zwUtr_VR079UVvZiQh5469x58TXuONcPZaJcGFnBykr1OCWt9d3AMA8zhyrISXKbe9HfxK-GkSBHIszB-KxjX9BwkJ8FYLVQozPa7E7uJhiICIMK-hjEv2D3WSUIdOTbmLug66-9I/s720/It%20will%20snow844%20web.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="714" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOrQKkhxX1j-xzrojjKYzX8u_hC9pkuHHpX3STU-vz4_NjFN8AP98zwUtr_VR079UVvZiQh5469x58TXuONcPZaJcGFnBykr1OCWt9d3AMA8zhyrISXKbe9HfxK-GkSBHIszB-KxjX9BwkJ8FYLVQozPa7E7uJhiICIMK-hjEv2D3WSUIdOTbmLug66-9I/s320/It%20will%20snow844%20web.jpg" width="317" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Click here to purchase this painting <span style="font-size: x-small;">#476<br /></span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm">http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm</a></span></div> <p></p><p style="text-align: center;">Don't despair you bumming skier</p><p style="text-align: center;">it will snow again. </p><p style="text-align: center;">It happens every year,</p><p style="text-align: center;">now and then.</p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;">And though it's hard to imagine a time</p><p style="text-align: center;">when we are skiing a sugar white slope<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">it will snow and the sun will shine<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">so tune your skis, imagine and hope!<br /></p>claudiadillerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444642493978671231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632315063836214801.post-274306366005393412023-12-09T11:34:00.000-08:002023-12-10T07:45:28.409-08:00#475 • Carvers Harbor Holiday Card Possibility<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkyh9ZH6xr-22Jormop3tOxYx6ZFsDGWG6dnUhbpBEXrzUGtjMVYZ5H4GfdJQ4vMqj2xdC4kQ0l_cM33Tw1t3DbjeON005d5Xz9deyh_6jFcm0ATZnKRponoWxVDdcuaMDSXu1ATer5iEv-pR4Ot_mX2hcOn8W676XW0moLt8W4mUtKgVY5HsgmvnK0a8B/s723/carvers%20harbor%20holiday%20webjpg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="723" height="319" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkyh9ZH6xr-22Jormop3tOxYx6ZFsDGWG6dnUhbpBEXrzUGtjMVYZ5H4GfdJQ4vMqj2xdC4kQ0l_cM33Tw1t3DbjeON005d5Xz9deyh_6jFcm0ATZnKRponoWxVDdcuaMDSXu1ATer5iEv-pR4Ot_mX2hcOn8W676XW0moLt8W4mUtKgVY5HsgmvnK0a8B/s320/carvers%20harbor%20holiday%20webjpg.jpg" width="320" /></a></div> </span></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Click here to purchase this painting <span style="font-size: x-small;">#475<br /></span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm">http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm</a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></div><p></p><p>I saw these two boats last summer in Carvers Harbor out on Vinalhaven Island and thought to myself, someone who lives out there year 'round really needs to make them into a holiday greeting card. It's perfect and totally the real Maine.<br /></p><p><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Carvers Harbor Holiday Card Possibility • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $275</span></i><br /></p><p> </p><p>.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>claudiadillerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444642493978671231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632315063836214801.post-1571944142141114912023-11-29T15:08:00.000-08:002023-11-29T15:08:15.746-08:00#474 • Something About Those Flu and Covid Shots<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo93x8BjeXtdLqAKJUTsGFRdcdeV9UgJxC-BCFytjgQJ2Ln54CRoflKIlDRlukG9GX_mWGByA6ZfnXGbHiDbzbGLz2lk6P8oSjeGCbN2DOcw9DVCz-9RMhQB9yB1dKlmGZlfGaZ33ZxvtruUcf5uxCygJK4bfH2U1JZ6pRyXfOlZfYxvW-C6uwnK6m-Vbu/s720/flu%20covid%20shots%20web.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="717" data-original-width="720" height="319" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo93x8BjeXtdLqAKJUTsGFRdcdeV9UgJxC-BCFytjgQJ2Ln54CRoflKIlDRlukG9GX_mWGByA6ZfnXGbHiDbzbGLz2lk6P8oSjeGCbN2DOcw9DVCz-9RMhQB9yB1dKlmGZlfGaZ33ZxvtruUcf5uxCygJK4bfH2U1JZ6pRyXfOlZfYxvW-C6uwnK6m-Vbu/s320/flu%20covid%20shots%20web.jpg" width="320" /></a><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"> </span></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Click here to purchase this painting <span style="font-size: x-small;">#474<br /></span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm">http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm</a></span></div><p></p><p>It's not news that the moon can have a bizarre effect on, well, everything. But this round was not something I've experienced before.<br /></p><p>I had flu and Covid shots yesterday. One in each arm. Didn't sleep a wink last night except for an hour or two in early morning when one of those breathtakingly exhausting dreams unfold - a story board of your own making that is so vivid and believable that it has to be for real on one of those many planes out there.</p><p>I figure the two shots were a combination of adrenaline and LSD. The pharmacist made a mistake. It was a batch that was supposed to go to a clinical study in Boston. I'm still so revved up I could do ten of these sketches. But the crash is coming. It always will. It always does.<br /></p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>Something About those Flu and Covid shots • 8" x 8" mixed media framed to 12" x 12" • $275</i></span><br /></p>claudiadillerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444642493978671231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632315063836214801.post-53412432410350229672023-11-20T13:13:00.000-08:002023-11-27T10:13:06.322-08:00#473 • Storm Coming<div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy93TxyOz9WtAecrHopKnj9UJlNIFVnYKgMkwmnkjtBRZA2ihEA612arbFsmVHYuIxV-h-MiIRyU0dVGOKhjkxIqRPy_iyvRPmhutaRH2PGb3hb8AZx1_GEj_RwEtC-_gnW6-BskyzldgvjJbsV98os8EuqQHhN6cOX2JY7ZEoLG6FzIM1qSdNQYnOZT5I/s725/storm%20coming%20web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="719" data-original-width="725" height="317" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy93TxyOz9WtAecrHopKnj9UJlNIFVnYKgMkwmnkjtBRZA2ihEA612arbFsmVHYuIxV-h-MiIRyU0dVGOKhjkxIqRPy_iyvRPmhutaRH2PGb3hb8AZx1_GEj_RwEtC-_gnW6-BskyzldgvjJbsV98os8EuqQHhN6cOX2JY7ZEoLG6FzIM1qSdNQYnOZT5I/s320/storm%20coming%20web.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Click here to purchase this painting <span style="font-size: x-small;">#473</span></span></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm">http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm</a></span></div></div><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: left;">Yep, it must be a holiday week because there's a storm arriving here in New England on one of the busiest travel days of the year. Be safe folks, have a wonderful gathering and as I read somewhere recently, be sure to talk politics around your Thanksgiving table to reduce the number of gifts you'll need to give this year.<br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Storm Coming • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12x 12 • $275</span></i><br /></p>claudiadillerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444642493978671231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632315063836214801.post-65833813247001945152023-11-17T11:53:00.000-08:002023-11-17T11:53:12.376-08:00#472 • Dvorak's Symphoy #9, "From the New World"<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5FHOVMVxe3ihuHO36N3OXq7LzbqmiCtOPW3eYg2NkhYK6cTU7KxnNdAcYERAFBr_b6K2lVW5PEvhxr3wiURfXVNhmO8cxjMfdMfo4VqFwpmL7GX8V7EmMHC8BWZ3_aRLPBLADlHp7W7nm6fwriozhGMem9BXY55I8sCB9OxwSGJM1bgZ1kgt819Kp4Nmd/s2853/dvorak's%20symphony%20%239.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2805" data-original-width="2853" height="315" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5FHOVMVxe3ihuHO36N3OXq7LzbqmiCtOPW3eYg2NkhYK6cTU7KxnNdAcYERAFBr_b6K2lVW5PEvhxr3wiURfXVNhmO8cxjMfdMfo4VqFwpmL7GX8V7EmMHC8BWZ3_aRLPBLADlHp7W7nm6fwriozhGMem9BXY55I8sCB9OxwSGJM1bgZ1kgt819Kp4Nmd/s320/dvorak's%20symphony%20%239.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Click here to purchase this painting <span style="font-size: x-small;">#472</span></span></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm">http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm</a></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Taking a minute to just paint the music.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>Dvorak's Symphony #9, "From the New World" • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $275</i></span><br /></div>claudiadillerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444642493978671231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632315063836214801.post-6157479907212286312023-11-16T13:59:00.000-08:002023-11-16T13:59:40.584-08:00471 • Waiting For the Full moon<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxgiNOZzcOjcmm4zuYCyfsXeF2_pxXJKunRz6oWQJMYyloqoOpGhDtrN0JuYYVXHXhpXob-23SJD3kdPMoFRmqkVwelD6vZwusOWXrHZvURpYZHgLFgRC-ym4ywqyPt9BDcMR2-6q6iTzCGGWl8vTbAfmrpc9_5xD0k7UBt_SXeTbH7m5dsaSItewb_KuK/s715/waiting%20for%20the%20moon%20web.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="713" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxgiNOZzcOjcmm4zuYCyfsXeF2_pxXJKunRz6oWQJMYyloqoOpGhDtrN0JuYYVXHXhpXob-23SJD3kdPMoFRmqkVwelD6vZwusOWXrHZvURpYZHgLFgRC-ym4ywqyPt9BDcMR2-6q6iTzCGGWl8vTbAfmrpc9_5xD0k7UBt_SXeTbH7m5dsaSItewb_KuK/s320/waiting%20for%20the%20moon%20web.jpg" width="319" /></a><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"> </span></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Click here to purchase this painting <span style="font-size: x-small;">#471</span></span></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm">http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm</a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></div><p style="text-align: center;">I'm waiting for the full moon. </p><p style="text-align: center;">I'm waiting for the full moon to witness me be outrageous for a good reason. </p><p style="text-align: center;">I'm waiting for the full moon to hear me howl for a good reason. </p><p style="text-align: center;">I'm waiting for the full moon to feel what I feel for a good reason </p><p style="text-align: center;">because it will for as long as it takes. </p><p style="text-align: center;">to see <br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">to hear</p><p style="text-align: center;">to feel</p><p style="text-align: center;">and be</p><p style="text-align: center;">at peace again.</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Waiting For the Full Moon • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $275</span></i><br /></p><p></p>claudiadillerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444642493978671231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632315063836214801.post-84565783124660116002023-10-29T14:31:00.006-07:002023-10-29T16:02:15.580-07:00#470 • Where's Love?<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvzxAZqz5XnmyZbifB9Wvgw832BsipYAfnLOPimqdFOXnOAr1JrDMhJBQu9byr9zAshjjetQ1n7BVf7bqUpPqCkGbNjw4fQiBitfupY8AJaevqFtAXnkefsm86aCVgcftmLEPf8KzrNyX6gz3MX_vc3k7W6z2ereHGqQrD87Gl54O1cvVL69nFg8CUk0XF/s721/where's%20the%20love.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="721" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvzxAZqz5XnmyZbifB9Wvgw832BsipYAfnLOPimqdFOXnOAr1JrDMhJBQu9byr9zAshjjetQ1n7BVf7bqUpPqCkGbNjw4fQiBitfupY8AJaevqFtAXnkefsm86aCVgcftmLEPf8KzrNyX6gz3MX_vc3k7W6z2ereHGqQrD87Gl54O1cvVL69nFg8CUk0XF/s320/where's%20the%20love.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Click here to purchase this painting <span style="font-size: x-small;">#470</span></span></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm">http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm</a></span></div><p></p><p>This past week has been a tough one for us here in Maine as it has been for other communities, families and friends who have suffered great loss. There's no short cutting the healing, no remedy for the pain. But there is still Love - it never goes away and there's always enough. </p><p>I had the good fortune to spend a week at an ashram one year many years ago with my brother who is a follower. It wasn't a fun vacation. It was tough. Unbeknownst to me, you go there to do your work, to flush out demons and come to understanding. A lot happened to me there - it was a profound experience on many levels and one I will never forget. But tonight I remembered probably the biggest lesson I learned and have held in my heart all of these years. When things get tough I ask "Where's Love?" And I eventually feel it. And then see it because it's always here, around all of us. That to me is magical, like a star lit full moon fall night sky in Maine.<br /></p><p><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Where's Love? • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $275</span></i><br /></p><p><br /></p>claudiadillerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444642493978671231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632315063836214801.post-60182139309159013182023-10-25T11:47:00.000-07:002023-10-25T11:47:12.676-07:00#469 • The Final Green<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLKwP2yTCRAsAuWt2y21JNRcAezWJ-SlRQCvudHsTS1ofc9pmbMx2EkbYUsIs-lPQ2vLwuf25E2iaTBmbAp3LHLA8c64ltreeK4uA4lsGqGxQynO08Z4MuQF5DudFnN7_tN2RnvGWNzSgfbOPo56cm4RvYu-jMUFoUZzPIw0cygE837-_5Mawrkhu-2e-m/s733/final%20green834%20web.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="733" data-original-width="720" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLKwP2yTCRAsAuWt2y21JNRcAezWJ-SlRQCvudHsTS1ofc9pmbMx2EkbYUsIs-lPQ2vLwuf25E2iaTBmbAp3LHLA8c64ltreeK4uA4lsGqGxQynO08Z4MuQF5DudFnN7_tN2RnvGWNzSgfbOPo56cm4RvYu-jMUFoUZzPIw0cygE837-_5Mawrkhu-2e-m/s320/final%20green834%20web.jpg" width="314" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Click here to purchase this painting <span style="font-size: x-small;">#469</span></span></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm">http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm</a></span></div><p>So, I guess I'll throw in the towel here and start doing some fall sketches. Looks like we have until this weekend and then warm air starts heading back south.</p><p>Fall is one of my favorite times of the year. The drama is irresistible to those of us who are driven to and learn to thrive on it.<br /></p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>The Final Green • 8" x 8" watercolor framed to 12" x 12" • $275</i></span><br /></p>claudiadillerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444642493978671231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632315063836214801.post-86475689053397549152023-10-20T06:38:00.007-07:002023-10-20T08:41:08.741-07:00#468 • Still Greening<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzD74CEHQSziu2MPaE5GgE0zWphS0pGzrXuzC62q29nosVii1GCDm23zfhJV4tv64K8KmTTGF_r44kjvKBCb13mmcGGIBBnoDiTUdUYdJWOM0sVDVyuuo6E7aM_S7yG7zCjzWOBRJ8N4LGgXmCOhFx6JFGW6Q26UUarFurl0YQV0QVjbehN6xTqHgl8NIe/s722/still%20greening833%20web.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="722" height="319" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzD74CEHQSziu2MPaE5GgE0zWphS0pGzrXuzC62q29nosVii1GCDm23zfhJV4tv64K8KmTTGF_r44kjvKBCb13mmcGGIBBnoDiTUdUYdJWOM0sVDVyuuo6E7aM_S7yG7zCjzWOBRJ8N4LGgXmCOhFx6JFGW6Q26UUarFurl0YQV0QVjbehN6xTqHgl8NIe/s320/still%20greening833%20web.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Click here to purchase this painting <span style="font-size: x-small;">#468</span></span></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm">http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm</a></span></div><p></p><p>Up until a week ago, the western foothills were still looking like summer. Though the trees were changing, the grasses and field crops were looking like they were still greening up to me. Some farmers got a third cut in. </p><p>It's been a strange season - gardeners will attest to that. I finally started getting ripe tomatoes in earnest a couple of weeks ago. And all of the many woolly caterpillars I've saved crossing the road where I now walk are saying we're in for an average winter. What that means these days is up in the air, but lets hope winter stays right up here in the mountains where it's appreciated. </p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>Still Greening • 8" x 8" watercolor/pen and ink framed to 12" x 12" • $275</i></span><br /></p>claudiadillerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444642493978671231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632315063836214801.post-70145077074889315412023-10-04T06:17:00.000-07:002023-10-04T06:17:06.047-07:00#467 • Hanging On To Summer<p style="text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOt1sjAPpMoJ84XIIHgplSU5H1xoX9rA2aZqfpihno2Y3vlfxJ4puvijGL56Q-WZhQ91JhpgMRhQnk6edCjePri_soiinTilCTmF4MjbbG9s0XS64ZMIXI_-eD4WuyqYRvV_RLK5AR7MYh31TlJc9HDtk-o5rYwsIgkneQIDzKGjRnU4XRZdsBA_rFh1R0/s712/Hanging%20on%20to%20Summer%20web.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="706" data-original-width="712" height="317" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOt1sjAPpMoJ84XIIHgplSU5H1xoX9rA2aZqfpihno2Y3vlfxJ4puvijGL56Q-WZhQ91JhpgMRhQnk6edCjePri_soiinTilCTmF4MjbbG9s0XS64ZMIXI_-eD4WuyqYRvV_RLK5AR7MYh31TlJc9HDtk-o5rYwsIgkneQIDzKGjRnU4XRZdsBA_rFh1R0/s320/Hanging%20on%20to%20Summer%20web.jpg" width="320" /></a></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Click here to purchase this painting <span style="font-size: x-small;">#467</span></span></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm">http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm</a></span></div><p>Took a trip to Portland this week and even down there leaves are starting to hint at the big changeover. I'm not giving in yet. It's officially autumn but I'm not falling for it. </p><p><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Hanging On To Summer • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $275</span></i><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>claudiadillerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444642493978671231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632315063836214801.post-57490235118628700662023-09-20T05:40:00.002-07:002023-10-03T10:32:09.327-07:00#466 • The Summer it Stayed Green<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg82ACeqGrsHqzYQRpvkG2QA2HCneAd_SJjWlj7FkL7wQwM6l9ADncWIFw-I611D9hDhQD5-wqZcU_EQR31gdxcwm6fkxeZMS8ivnuS60hvmd_8qMnpsCEIr1wSK6Nns_te9-bSflrpjDMA3BKVAWHAk9DYcrxPAVWVFaff2HPDUo_asODXclkS0boJwWqg/s720/the%20summer%20it%20stayed%20green%20web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="715" data-original-width="720" height="318" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg82ACeqGrsHqzYQRpvkG2QA2HCneAd_SJjWlj7FkL7wQwM6l9ADncWIFw-I611D9hDhQD5-wqZcU_EQR31gdxcwm6fkxeZMS8ivnuS60hvmd_8qMnpsCEIr1wSK6Nns_te9-bSflrpjDMA3BKVAWHAk9DYcrxPAVWVFaff2HPDUo_asODXclkS0boJwWqg/s320/the%20summer%20it%20stayed%20green%20web.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Click here to purchase this painting <span style="font-size: x-small;">#466</span></span></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm">http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm</a></span></div><p>When winter drops in, I'm going to try to remember this summer - the summer Maine stayed green. We put a drip irrigation system in our vegetable garden a couple of years ago and used it a lot. We didn't use it once this spring and summer. </p><p><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">The Summer it Stayed Green • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $275</span></i><br /></p><p></p><br /><br />claudiadillerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444642493978671231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632315063836214801.post-87317368196698760732023-09-18T09:10:00.010-07:002023-09-20T05:39:15.859-07:00#465• A Quiet Place<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3L8VSIRbAEVWJE2zZA_FWd96t5TW_0ooFjPo449c8p_o6BKHy2Kkzhd7_7HyttTL9hmPB9ZUyweDKZAB9POE9UNcBsyUCs9ESQMt63jHNMrO5W9PlDTjkZfb4xIHxGcT4QDBWSwxlsy7z46A9l8DiAUI6gL2VehOOy3LQDtP4ikMMzGXd7jQZLmjAwcHl/s720/a%20quiet%20place827%20web.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="720" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3L8VSIRbAEVWJE2zZA_FWd96t5TW_0ooFjPo449c8p_o6BKHy2Kkzhd7_7HyttTL9hmPB9ZUyweDKZAB9POE9UNcBsyUCs9ESQMt63jHNMrO5W9PlDTjkZfb4xIHxGcT4QDBWSwxlsy7z46A9l8DiAUI6gL2VehOOy3LQDtP4ikMMzGXd7jQZLmjAwcHl/s320/a%20quiet%20place827%20web.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Click here to purchase this painting <span style="font-size: x-small;">#465</span></span></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm">http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm</a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: small;">This past summer we hiked a trail up a hill through the woods on one of the islands to stretch our sailor-worn legs. We</span><span style="font-size: small;"> found this quiet little place at the base of a rock wall on our way back down. There was a bench beside the pond, so I sat for a bit. Then I got bit - by a mosquito welcoming committee member. So I left.<br /></span></div><p><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">A Quiet Place • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $275</span></i> <br /></p><p></p>claudiadillerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444642493978671231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632315063836214801.post-20658052882527207742023-06-20T09:56:00.000-07:002023-06-20T09:56:40.092-07:00#464 • The Lupine Dilemna<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglC8pRoPaAEc8XLGbVYBydWMhAReLnbX_D1_k8ea1taYWoB8HhQLTzxSiZbc5kAADOuabAT7TPWMXfzdzpwayO2ToCWflzwFd__A_uv4uzhO29haMrd002PVV3SpWsI51xRDOrBBKPkVjqDQLpTEmrNbgtZPXHFjEc5TkQOK1B9JBbsgTpYI09kBIwUA/s720/the%20lupine%20thing824%20web.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="717" data-original-width="720" height="319" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglC8pRoPaAEc8XLGbVYBydWMhAReLnbX_D1_k8ea1taYWoB8HhQLTzxSiZbc5kAADOuabAT7TPWMXfzdzpwayO2ToCWflzwFd__A_uv4uzhO29haMrd002PVV3SpWsI51xRDOrBBKPkVjqDQLpTEmrNbgtZPXHFjEc5TkQOK1B9JBbsgTpYI09kBIwUA/s320/the%20lupine%20thing824%20web.jpg" width="320" /></a></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Click here to purchase this painting <span style="font-size: x-small;">#464</span></span></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm">http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm</a></span></div><p>We took a walk on North Haven and passed this field of lupine in full bloom. It's June - they're blooming everywhere. I was curious about their origin and found some pretty interesting stuff.<br /></p><p><b>Lupine are not native to New England</b></p><p>Lupines are not native to New England. They were initially planted in Europe to stabilize
soils and feed animals, according to the New England Historical
Society, and bears like to eat their roots. In some European countries,
lupines are so prolific that they threaten to crowd out forest herbs.</p>
<p>Though some lupines are successful food crops for animals, other
varieties are toxic to animals and can cause discomfort for us humans if
eaten. While the poison is present mainly in the seeds of the plants,
small amounts are also in the foliage. Additionally, lupines post a risk
to the plant community because they are susceptible to several fungal
diseases and viruses and are host to a type of aphid that has few
natural predators.</p><p></p><p><b>The lupine most of us see are considered invasive</b><br /></p><p>In years past, there was a species of Lupine that was native to Maine, <i>Lupinus perennis,</i>
but it is now so scarce that it is nearly extirpated from the state of
Maine. The lupine you see along Maine's highways are not native to Maine. It is Bigleaf
lupine, <i>Lupinus polyphyllus,</i> which originated in the western
United States. This plant was introduced to Maine as a landscaping
plant, and quickly got out of control. It is what we refer to as an
invasive species that can crowd
native species out of their preferred habitats. Also, their seeds are
toxic to animals if too many are consumed, which could threaten both
grazing farm animals and native herbivores. </p><p>The National Park Service prioritizes protecting native species and
works to eliminate nonnative invasive species. Currently, the park
removes Bigleaf lupine when it encroaches upon natural habitat.<br />
<br />
This species spreads like any recognized invasive plant and it has
displaced both rare and common Maine plants. Lupine could have an impact
on the migratory monarch butterfly because it crowds out native
milkweed. The larva of the monarch depends on milkweed as its host
plant; it cannot eat lupine.</p><p>They are a good source of nectar for pollinating insects and has been known to
attract hummingbirds. This plant also provides regulating ecosystem
services, as it has deep roots that help prevent erosion, as well as
supporting services, as it is a legume and thus fixes nitrogen and
returns it to the soil.</p><p></p><p><b>Now what?</b></p><p>Hmmm..so lupines are beginning to take over my flower gardens. They are popping up everywhere. Guess I need to pull a few of them.</p><p></p><p><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">The Lupine Dilemna • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $275</span></i><br /> </p><p><br /></p>claudiadillerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444642493978671231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632315063836214801.post-399019575486069652023-06-13T17:40:00.005-07:002023-06-14T11:20:29.813-07:00#463 • Our 24 Hours of Summer<p><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"></span></i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkxbxpQy9-ZFAct6bpCm194gPWgdyVB-zrWw6AMrzD-4DRk5hG4cK-GkL1oen7zjlVmYbldafkN4UTNkkc6XpdYlPhj6J4Yg9MTpsizc63zl5nLSZdhCzlwOXBWm3OLKm1D3Mmw4lwLydIou38TGo5JeLlOqoiujWUCfqohsd3lzGTD-b8qc1DeWJN7w/s720/our%2024%20hours%20of%20sum%20web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="720" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkxbxpQy9-ZFAct6bpCm194gPWgdyVB-zrWw6AMrzD-4DRk5hG4cK-GkL1oen7zjlVmYbldafkN4UTNkkc6XpdYlPhj6J4Yg9MTpsizc63zl5nLSZdhCzlwOXBWm3OLKm1D3Mmw4lwLydIou38TGo5JeLlOqoiujWUCfqohsd3lzGTD-b8qc1DeWJN7w/s320/our%2024%20hours%20of%20sum%20web.jpg" width="320" /></a><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"> <br /></span></i></span></span></i></span></div><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Click here to purchase this painting <span style="font-size: x-small;">#463</span></span></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm">http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm</a></span></div><p></p><p>And so we finally got a break in the 40 days and 40 nights of rain that has been this year's Maine spring. A few days of sun when it was actually hot under cover did not fool us when the temps dropped at night to double sleeping bag survival mode. Weather forecasting is what's going on outside right now.</p><p>Nevertheless, we didn't take this brief respite for granted. This is a quick sketch of the CLAUDIA III anchored off Calderwood Island when for a few hours it was summer. Tom called it our 24 hours of summer. <br /></p><p><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Our 24 Hours of Summer • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12"x 12" • $275</span></i><br /></p><br /><br />claudiadillerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444642493978671231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632315063836214801.post-43679874455958375132023-04-06T14:15:00.004-07:002023-06-13T17:30:27.112-07:00#462 • Spring's First Pink Full Moon<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqkwgKjF6dHsOxz6m0o7c2uOTK7EEQtRPe9XoX8QpNl59kLY-Vd5vvhP7VllGRpNm8LPCMyR-KSk8lfl7453PvMP-uLskt1KW_ALm4PWxRjphTZGFWHI4Krrpc-G7h4O5HyMY9JjC-g3yoK4Y_HOLipZWpRohbThszId9hACIE29d-Z9Ryxa6fpFgTUQ/s720/springs%20haunting%20moonlight%20copy.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="720" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqkwgKjF6dHsOxz6m0o7c2uOTK7EEQtRPe9XoX8QpNl59kLY-Vd5vvhP7VllGRpNm8LPCMyR-KSk8lfl7453PvMP-uLskt1KW_ALm4PWxRjphTZGFWHI4Krrpc-G7h4O5HyMY9JjC-g3yoK4Y_HOLipZWpRohbThszId9hACIE29d-Z9Ryxa6fpFgTUQ/s320/springs%20haunting%20moonlight%20copy.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Click here to purchase this painting <span style="font-size: x-small;">#462</span></span></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm">http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm</a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></div><p></p><p style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 1rem; line-height: 1.5625rem; margin: 16px 0px 25px;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;">Spring 2023s first full moon occurs in April. It's called the Pink Moon. This year it rises on<b> </b><br />Thursday, April 6. </span></p><div class="article-body" id="article" itemprop="articleBody" style="-moz-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; caret-color: rgb(51, 51, 51); color: #333333; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; margin: 10px 0px 30px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><p style="box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 1rem; line-height: 1.5625rem; margin: 16px 0px 25px;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;">The Pink Moon is a Native American term </span><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;">taken from the color of the herb pink moss
also known as phlox subulata - a wildflower which blooms during the
early springtime in the North American region. So this moon was named to evoke early springtime and will not appear pink unless something atmospheric occurs. Ya never know.</span><br /></p></div><p><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>Spring's First Pink Full Moon • 8" x 8" framed to 12" x 12" • $275</i></span><br /></p>claudiadillerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444642493978671231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632315063836214801.post-86815012483664885012023-03-29T13:52:00.003-07:002023-04-02T09:30:14.803-07:00#461 • The Hunter<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCv-6_wYAZs7rYZli7AOb-R3mbmO-03JuCQXqV8bjbulI5rPNePdkJdiPAaZZlZF7XVaRfuqYFMUJB_geQU6EiVvc7J-dCgJV9jCq-kqwmkh9C6fywgEMEbjRhgeHqdGEcfKe5Z9NlqObkX4NwxvZx8rHROL30UQJ1HNJQYF9TiNpKcCCZz243NFOo8Q/s721/The%20Hunter%20web.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="721" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCv-6_wYAZs7rYZli7AOb-R3mbmO-03JuCQXqV8bjbulI5rPNePdkJdiPAaZZlZF7XVaRfuqYFMUJB_geQU6EiVvc7J-dCgJV9jCq-kqwmkh9C6fywgEMEbjRhgeHqdGEcfKe5Z9NlqObkX4NwxvZx8rHROL30UQJ1HNJQYF9TiNpKcCCZz243NFOo8Q/s320/The%20Hunter%20web.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p style="text-align: left;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Click here to purchase this painting <span style="font-size: x-small;">#462</span></span></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm">http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm</a></span></div><p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: left;">Once in a while I see an image that evokes something deeply primal. This docile, elegant creature sitting quietly and in a seemingly meditative peace in a field somewhere in Maine... is actually hunting. </p><p style="text-align: left;">Programed to hunt, it waits for unsuspecting victims to make a mistake. It has laser sharp claws, teeth like steel daggers, and is quick and efficient enough to take down any kind of smaller two-legged winged or four-legged before they know what's happened to them.</p><p style="text-align: left;">We forget about all of this primal stuff when these love bugs morph into adorable purring fur balls that keep our laps warm on cold winter nights, have a way of convincing us that they hold us in awe, and lull us into thinking we are the only ones.</p><p style="text-align: left;">It's a trade off. That farmer up on the hill will never be bothered by vermin in house or barn as long as this beast stays alive. So love them or fear them, they are what they are, always first and foremost, hunters.<br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>The Hunter • 8 x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $275</i></span><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"></p>claudiadillerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444642493978671231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632315063836214801.post-22816204124769871292023-03-25T09:22:00.007-07:002023-03-25T11:12:45.685-07:00#460 • Embracing Mud Season<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLD_DqHRR5W98_rKuoC1d_r0_o6eMLR7F6ayTOhDfz123YZlMug1RL0bogJaOQLxloyidoMjJSpeOLuwUkgr_WS4c5npKMF5W7ZL-Jw62E2aK0GWz5H4zk-GyOmEfIrA7jzoK1isDHvu7JVZ6-mD67dKCkUvPKkEgCDqS-F2mCqaLNEy2M6yxgNI9cFA/s723/embracing%20mud%20season%20web.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="723" data-original-width="720" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLD_DqHRR5W98_rKuoC1d_r0_o6eMLR7F6ayTOhDfz123YZlMug1RL0bogJaOQLxloyidoMjJSpeOLuwUkgr_WS4c5npKMF5W7ZL-Jw62E2aK0GWz5H4zk-GyOmEfIrA7jzoK1isDHvu7JVZ6-mD67dKCkUvPKkEgCDqS-F2mCqaLNEy2M6yxgNI9cFA/s320/embracing%20mud%20season%20web.jpg" width="319" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Click here to purchase this painting <span style="font-size: x-small;">#460</span></span></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm">http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm</a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span> <br /></div><p></p><p>There are two things that will help keep rural Maine from ever becoming fully civilized. Mud and black flies. These two elements are associated with spring. So there is actually no one calling spring a season up here. We call it mud season and then black fly season in that rapid order of appearance because when the mud fully thaws, out come the flies.<br /></p><p>All of us have ways of dealing with these two seasons. We either don't come home from winter away homes too early, or we go into combat by leaving our snow tires on longer, wearing waterproof boots and full body mesh armor 24/7. <br /></p><p>Today I think about maybe trying to embrace the upcoming mud season. It's already here, but will be in full bloom when the rain comes later in April. There's no good way to make it look beautiful out there, so I'm romanticizing here for practice, and maybe my own sure-to-be-tested sanity.</p><p><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Embracing Mud Season 8 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $275</span></i><br /></p>claudiadillerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444642493978671231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632315063836214801.post-74832237227413786132023-03-19T07:16:00.003-07:002023-03-25T09:18:32.253-07:00#459 • Just One More<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyclTMtdsKAVd5BH_wi_AGLoCUDfOGkPzuaLLro1gn47H2kxdNqnynJDjKmO2SB3GCdDkJTHh5CUCvCjAb_OeaphhyXlRgq7ruUIgaMtzOrmpuMHOktSK3bJrjjZjgQ8T10tjIxb7b8F5OJb0II2buc-2DIjCXea2OXq3P36iX65JcL-XnQ99n6QknBw/s701/And%20Back%20Again791%20web.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="693" data-original-width="701" height="316" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyclTMtdsKAVd5BH_wi_AGLoCUDfOGkPzuaLLro1gn47H2kxdNqnynJDjKmO2SB3GCdDkJTHh5CUCvCjAb_OeaphhyXlRgq7ruUIgaMtzOrmpuMHOktSK3bJrjjZjgQ8T10tjIxb7b8F5OJb0II2buc-2DIjCXea2OXq3P36iX65JcL-XnQ99n6QknBw/s320/And%20Back%20Again791%20web.jpg" width="320" /></a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Click here to purchase this painting <span style="font-size: x-small;">#459</span></span></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm">http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm</a></span><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><p><span style="font-size: small;">We knew it would be back. So.... one last painting of deep winter before we are officially into the spring of 2023 tomorrow.<br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>Just One More • 8"x 8" acrylic framed to 12"x 12" 8 $275</i></span><br /></p>claudiadillerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444642493978671231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632315063836214801.post-33610373845963145332023-03-18T08:17:00.006-07:002023-03-18T08:18:39.258-07:00#458 • And Just Like That It's Spring<p></p><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO8AUHFJOmOfmTkdzZ1S3EnKt44Xb5yJKNNb4AS-j1PREhWtyLdki1KJ8HeZu-zNQ5Yyryq2kqFxO9Yc4Rj3-zCvpT30S13ihh7g5uD9X8shh8GIIXbIcddAAMJIhAoYbyi4AyeMC4ao-AOBiYbSTNtL0xpEpKmfcuntlwrHUqRAHMyhV9kGU1zRVuLg/s681/Thoughts%20of%20Summer%20web.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="678" data-original-width="681" height="319" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO8AUHFJOmOfmTkdzZ1S3EnKt44Xb5yJKNNb4AS-j1PREhWtyLdki1KJ8HeZu-zNQ5Yyryq2kqFxO9Yc4Rj3-zCvpT30S13ihh7g5uD9X8shh8GIIXbIcddAAMJIhAoYbyi4AyeMC4ao-AOBiYbSTNtL0xpEpKmfcuntlwrHUqRAHMyhV9kGU1zRVuLg/s320/Thoughts%20of%20Summer%20web.jpg" width="320" /></a></div></div><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Click here to purchase this painting <span style="font-size: x-small;">#458</span></span></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span></i></span><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm">http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm</a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></div><p></p><p>Yep, and just like that it's spring. Today.</p><p>I found this buried in my studio just like those bulbs out there.</p><p><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">And Just Like That It's Spring • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $275</span></i><br /></p><p></p>claudiadillerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444642493978671231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632315063836214801.post-75003484778562665892023-03-02T13:59:00.002-08:002023-03-02T13:59:10.662-08:00#457 • And Just Like That It's Winter Again<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTvX_Rmb6GYHzIvDBXzC3Q5nfBJDKgKVTwVCxPVFXYGXpUHWZrodO8nMhA1bKBIN32AcSOhnbpancSfkzpp5ErWxqhQ5GA0yU3zLvk1PVsSoqMvRhDrAklhS41bzS7EL5mZlUL8FHkY4FkP1qAedh-nLQPiP1E3loiMdOSMaT-WGbfiroDIOrO0cDM7w/s724/And%20just%20like%20that,%20its%20winter%20again%20web.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="724" data-original-width="720" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTvX_Rmb6GYHzIvDBXzC3Q5nfBJDKgKVTwVCxPVFXYGXpUHWZrodO8nMhA1bKBIN32AcSOhnbpancSfkzpp5ErWxqhQ5GA0yU3zLvk1PVsSoqMvRhDrAklhS41bzS7EL5mZlUL8FHkY4FkP1qAedh-nLQPiP1E3loiMdOSMaT-WGbfiroDIOrO0cDM7w/s320/And%20just%20like%20that,%20its%20winter%20again%20web.jpg" width="318" /></a></div><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Click here to purchase this painting <span style="font-size: x-small;">#457</span></span></i></span><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm">http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm</a></span></div><p>And just like that, we are back into a real Maine winter again. It was the flower post I did last week. It works every time.<br /></p><p>Finally we skiers have some stuff to play around in. I had forgotten how much fun it is to ski in a snow storm. There are a lot of positive ions floating around in the air when it's snowing that hard. And it multiplies by a lot when there's a gale blowing through. </p><p>I'd also forgotten how it feels to have a billion little ice needles scouring your face. Don't know if it's a good-for-you facial or a bad one, but it's invigorating when snow hits you that hard all the same. And for us with thin lips, it feels like you've been botoxed when you get back indoors.</p><p>But the best part about a winter storm is that no one is out and about buzzing around in their cars and trucks. The peace and quiet is a welcome change of pace.<br /></p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>And Just Like That It's Winter Again • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $275</i></span><br /></p>claudiadillerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444642493978671231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632315063836214801.post-88829873075437981792023-02-22T11:42:00.001-08:002023-02-22T11:48:28.615-08:00#456• Think Spring Flowers For Snow<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7q0jMdD3MW_100W7AB_Ck8KPeKfJGOxMx8lH_4Q0xGcKORGFtRu1hWiJuIr2EJAUi5HtPsiTWYy0dmMvu-_s0xtWcNL_WN8_DTv9VtEDe8fBUkbCBByFkuq-t1M-Neoluog87i7RXGl9FAshNvYTpONBE8f13RqtiTW2UWrSrt2i_eCkMIRH2Bhglqg/s725/Think%20sprng%20flowers%20for%20snow.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="725" data-original-width="720" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7q0jMdD3MW_100W7AB_Ck8KPeKfJGOxMx8lH_4Q0xGcKORGFtRu1hWiJuIr2EJAUi5HtPsiTWYy0dmMvu-_s0xtWcNL_WN8_DTv9VtEDe8fBUkbCBByFkuq-t1M-Neoluog87i7RXGl9FAshNvYTpONBE8f13RqtiTW2UWrSrt2i_eCkMIRH2Bhglqg/s320/Think%20sprng%20flowers%20for%20snow.jpg" width="318" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Click here to purchase this painting <span style="font-size: x-small;">#456</span></span></i></span><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm">http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm</a></span></div><p></p><div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="b88kt" data-offset-key="2q7lj-0-0"><div class="_1mf _1mj" data-offset-key="2q7lj-0-0"><span><span data-offset-key="2q7lj-0-0"><span data-text="true">You</span></span></span><span data-offset-key="2q7lj-1-0"><span data-text="true"> skiers can thank me for this one, I was reading about how a lot of coastal gardeners are seeing bulbs poking through the mulch already. Got me in the mood and wouldn't you know it, we're going to get buried. It's not easy to out smart Mother Nature, though I can't credit for that and much prefer to liken it to rooting for the other team so that yours is guaranteed to win. Think spring-like thoughts and it's guaranteed to conjure up a good old fashioned nor' easter for sure.</span></span></div></div><p></p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>Think Spring Flowers For Snow 8 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $275</i></span><br /></p>claudiadillerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444642493978671231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632315063836214801.post-1929410914969442042023-02-16T05:18:00.003-08:002023-02-16T05:34:31.815-08:00#455 • Late Summer Glow<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Ve5IOFZV6QWrWteA3Hrh1_ulVl_V_DJxhjb7ix3P1PJWpFI_x9o11_mRJ1CuTgvYJSYaPD_eHGrYDjWGUaQf-H_iWcogqT0Gv4K-1qA2X74bu2WSuFnnS55eu6AnxjMssif8VPzewb6rs0Kxa1wCPKsnt8b9EXaZdwJSAchIiAmenPms3eIUK19diQ/s721/september%20196%20copy%202.tif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="721" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Ve5IOFZV6QWrWteA3Hrh1_ulVl_V_DJxhjb7ix3P1PJWpFI_x9o11_mRJ1CuTgvYJSYaPD_eHGrYDjWGUaQf-H_iWcogqT0Gv4K-1qA2X74bu2WSuFnnS55eu6AnxjMssif8VPzewb6rs0Kxa1wCPKsnt8b9EXaZdwJSAchIiAmenPms3eIUK19diQ/s320/september%20196%20copy%202.tif" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Click here to purchase this painting <span style="font-size: x-small;">#455</span></span></i></span><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm">http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm</a></span></div><p>Since it's like summer out there today on this glorious winter morning in Maine, I thought I'd post something to reflect the event. It's a painting I did last September, so it's not totally summer. </p><p>Make the best of it folks. We'll be back and up to our necks in winter tomorrow!</p><p><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Late Summer Glow • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $275</span></i><br /></p><br />claudiadillerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444642493978671231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1632315063836214801.post-10428947231198404672023-02-10T11:25:00.008-08:002023-02-16T05:15:43.029-08:00#454 • A Dose of Help, Hope and Promise<p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG0t494AIkoDVYI7Z5EFTh8uptgbXTwZP50s6opAGReKCqeXkHsJ6crvFzCRrTqZDuPofPKQ2pl1MQ1HTDBPyePl50Nkhbol5Am__RUtr88X7Lqov9sTR3B8ZOhaCzkQZAfJqibHkGJP2qkSg6INno0whbu7nruHE8io_udjPE7M2wD2nsIb6h0Zqgjw/s721/a%20dose%20of%20help,%20hope%20and%20web.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="721" data-original-width="720" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG0t494AIkoDVYI7Z5EFTh8uptgbXTwZP50s6opAGReKCqeXkHsJ6crvFzCRrTqZDuPofPKQ2pl1MQ1HTDBPyePl50Nkhbol5Am__RUtr88X7Lqov9sTR3B8ZOhaCzkQZAfJqibHkGJP2qkSg6INno0whbu7nruHE8io_udjPE7M2wD2nsIb6h0Zqgjw/s320/a%20dose%20of%20help,%20hope%20and%20web.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Click here to purchase this painting <span style="font-size: x-small;">#454</span></span></i></span><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm">http://www.claudiadiller.com/blog.htm</a></span></div><p>Oddly, and it's usually around this time of year, we'll get a day like this one. It feels like spring. I hear a million little voices calling for help, hope and some sort of promise. I think it comes from under the snow. </p><p>But there are also a few of my calendar fans who live in the mid-west who don't get breaks like this. They've told me they need something to remind them that spring will come, that it does every year, and that it will be sooner rather than later.<br /></p><p><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">A Dose of Help, Hope and Promise • 8" x 8" acrylic framed to 12" x 12" • $275</span></i><br /></p>claudiadillerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08444642493978671231noreply@blogger.com0