History, buds and health

 I was browsing for something to read on my Kindle and found a file from my old original Kindle which survived its crash and replacement. 

I took pictures, no other way I know of to get it into here. I thought you might like to see it. Soon it will be Handsome Partner's anniversary. 

This show was the year after he died.

The solo was the first of several, and was a kind of memorial to Handsome Partner as well as an artist statement explaining the exhibit to people who'd known me as a painter and printmaker.

Outdoors today before the heat gets going 

I found, great excitement, buds, at last

I was beginning to wonder if they'd ever appear.

And this is the current work in progress 

In the middle of this, a flurry. Gary's daughter's mom at the door to tell me he's back in the hospital, same issue, surgery this time. Family is staying in his house, close to the hospital down the road, which also addresses the care of the puppy. His trip is off for now. 

I texted another neighbor at the family's request, she came dashing over to get the details, and to despair along with me about how he won't attend to his health until it's inevitable.  He's in good hands, meanwhile.

And she admired the embroidery I was doing, commented that she'd needed gold thread to replace some from a family antique porcelain Christmas ornament.

So I invited her to look at the box of threads and we selected one fine enough to thread through whatever the thing is, bells I think,  and she went home with a length of gold thread.

Happy day, everyone, keep well. Also cool. Or dry, or warm, depending on your issue