Gratitude

I am grateful for a productive day in the studio, preparing work for installation at a couple of shows I have coming up.

I am grateful for dinner out with my family and parents on a patio overlooking the inner harbour this evening.

I am grateful for time spent conversing with Julie tonight.

Gratitude

I am grateful for family in town. Today my folks and a few cousins dropped by, and there was even a tiny baby. Tiny babies are terrific, but it’s a bit bittersweet when you can’t hold them because of Covid. So it goes. Nice to meet that fine young lady though.

I am grateful for the social distancing lounge we’ve set up in our backyard, and for good weather to enjoy it in.

Gratitude

I am grateful for an interesting and entertaining time at the rifle range with Coop and his scout group this morning.

I am grateful for a visit with my folks tonight, who came for dinner with takeout.

I am grateful for Farley’s tinkertoy model he made today.

Gratitude

I am grateful for time spent painting.

I am grateful for incremental progress towards a better working studio environment.

I am grateful for family fun night: my pick. We took it easy here at home and watched a movie in Netflix, Enola Holmes. It was a good flick.

Gratitude

I am grateful for a productive day, and for progress toward a better studio in my garage.

I am grateful for supper in the backyard with my folks.

I am grateful for Coop’s scout meeting. They are outdoors in these pandemic times, and with an early sunset these days, pretty much in the dark, but even in the chilly air by the beach where we meet, they all have good time together and seem to really enjoy the company of one another. I’m glad Coop has that, and I am glad to be a part of it, too.

Gratitude

I am grateful for a phone conversation with an old pal this morning. Whenever I pick up the phone to just chat with someone, I never regret it, yet I do that so seldomly. This time it I had the excuse of wishing him a happy birthday, but I don’t do that often enough. Email, Christmas letters, even family visits don’t compare to the personal connection I get on a phone call.

I am grateful for time spent painting today.

I am grateful for time spent hanging out with my kids this evening and afternoon, and for a chapter of Watership Down at bedtime.

I am grateful for a soak in the hillbilly hot tub with Julie this evening.

Gratitude

I am grateful for time spent painting this morning.

I am grateful for what would have been a 3 martini lunch on the sidewalk patio at the Pennyfarthing with Julie and my folks, had I been drinking martinis.

I am grateful for time spent reading Watership Down with my kids this evening.

Gratitude

I am grateful for folks in town and visiting, having driven out from Calgary. We’re doing our best to do it safely, and I’ve set up what I am calling the social distancing salon in my backyard. It’s a pop up shelter, bolted down to keep it from blowing away in a storm, and a propane firepit. It’s been a good way to spend time together, but weird, with no grandkids hugging grandparents, or us, or anybody really.

I am grateful for the near miss I had with a concussion when I bonked my head pretty hard on the ice at curling. The doc said I was neurologically fine as far as she could tell, but I was worried there for a bit – I have had experience with concussions in people close to me.

I am grateful for a long phone call with my brother today.

I am grateful for time spent reading with my kids. We’ve recently gotten through Danny the Champion of the World and The BFG by Roald Dahl; this last few nights we’ve started on Watership Down. Knowing how fleeting these experiences are is a good motivator to record them here.