Anyway, I woke up at 12:30 or 1:00 this morning, unable to sleep, thinking of Phyl. I decided to get up, put my painting duds on, and get to work. I began two canvases with the idea of a landscape, probably including lilacs, somehow. The last time I saw my sister alive was last Saturday. Our daughter had flown home from Nevada to see her Auntie. Calista and I took Phyl a bouquet of lilacs, which she LOVED! One piece fell off the bouquet, and she enjoyed holding under her nose and sniff, sniff, sniffing it.
|Untitled underlayment for a 10 x 20" acrylic on canvas, copyright Joan Cole|