This is our friend Kirby. Honorable pug and all around nice guy. We visited yesterday so he could model for me. He is a good boy. He smiled, he posed, he napped and best of all he didn’t chase the UPS truck when he had the chance.
I have just returned from a trip to Atlanta to survey neighborhoods we would like to settle in. We are moving to the area once we sell our home in Florida.
Looking at the very cute bungalows (translate small) and ranch style homes (translate, we have lived in ranch homes and know we will need to do a lot of updating) I realize what a great house we have.
Several years ago we added a large studio and patio so I could enjoy the tropical garden filled with hummingbirds and butterflies and the woods that give me total privacy in my hidden art world. How will I find that again?
Sigh…I may have to muster the strength to create another, but there will never be another like this. The fountain has provided water for squirrels, birds, and lizards and soothed a ragged soul plenty of times. The patio has hosted numerous coffees and glasses of wine. This space is my safe harbor, my artist studio, my retreat, my sanctuary. I will miss it very much.
But the art comes from within so will be with me wherever I go.