More snow yesterday, lots of residual ice, but sun today for the moment. This painting by James makes me think of a quilt.

James too, dreams of summer. This is one of the paintings he did this week. It is in oil.

We're still in winter here on the Hilltop, but so longing for spring.
James has been busy painting in the gallery, and I have been being lazy, waiting for the light as it were.
Today I potted up some daffodil bulbs that didn't get planted out in the garden last fall. I have given up on tulips. They serve only as a smorgusboard for the deer.
Planning has begun for next summer's ArtWalk and I have letters to write and address lists to make up.
Next week I hope to get back to some birdhouse building.