Literally, each day of the last three years Jay and I have said to each other how fortunate we are to live here. We don't go on vacation to a destination. We are here. There's no place like home! Home, Sweet Home. Home is where the heart is. And on and on...
This morning, before our anticipated 83 degree day, I cut Auntie Laura's Red Magic Peony because it shatters within a few days. I plan for this to be my next oil painting. I have painted it several times over the years. Most memorable is a 15 x 11 inch colored pencil drawing in 1998 called "Turning Point" that was purchased by the University of Washington. Wow! that was 20 years ago. I've had this peony plant a long time.