The medieval work sneaks in when I’m not looking. Eyes Wide Open says, “Let me play, too!”
We spent a day (of not sketching) at the Antiquarian Book Fair, and I felt so rich from it I bought myself a page of a 13th c. French bible, the filigree of which I’ve been practicing.
And, a sunny Sunday at New York Botanical in the Bronx. On the Bronx River. It was a lovely slow day, the cherry trees in bloom, azaleas in the forest, and the first peony.
Yes we have had April Showers (Chaucer called them the shoures soote or ‘sweet showers’) here in New York. And now the sun is drying everything off. Cherry blossoms drift down like snow. Robins and starlings scrabble for nesting material in the dry grasses left over from winter. I hope spring is springing hope for everyone out there in the northern hemisphere. Go outside! Smell a flower! Listen to a bird! (I’m talking to myself now.) …
(P.S. Greg says I’m crazy for churches. What do you think?)