I took pictures of the buds when they were still furled tight, and the whole process of nearly a dozen flower buds and stems from each bud off the tree has been fascinating.
I haven't been called by the woman that offered to buy the paintings, which might imply that she went for the framed and matted ones at the gallery. I need to go there and see or contact the gallery owner again. I have, however, been offered a show for myself at a different gallery in the fall. That is... I guess there are things that always come from saying, "Yes."
I took time to make blueberry topping and drink tea from graylady for the plum blossom and sparrows painting. She sent us a box brimming with dark chocolate Hob Nobs and various British Breakfast blends as she was in the US for the week, so the shipping was inexpensive, and I could ship her the painting with relative ease. Also the bloodthirstylt has bought one of my quick sketches and an orchid for herself.
I'm reserving several for the show in the fall and a few others are reserved for the folks that asked for them in a way already (the ruined sparrows for marith , and the single wisteria for tamago ), but if you're interested in a particular painting, feel free to contact me about buying it if you wish. Especially the doodles or quick sketches or the things I've done to get ready for other paintings. I'm probably charging half the price I'd ask at the gallery, if not less, as then I won't have to matt or frame the thing, and I can just ship it in a tube.
I also took an hour or two today to get all the Black Krimm plants into bigger pots as they'd not only outgrown their old ones, but had bent or shot out in other directions. They really needed some support, but they're far stronger than they've been in past years. Plus they're already beginning to flower! I can't plant them outside until the end of May so it's something of a pain.
John had Beverages and Brats tonight with friends, so Jet and I went to Noodles and Company and had dinner there and then had dessert at Cold Stone. While I was sick, I dropped below 160 lbs. Given that back in my soccer days, I was 168 lbs, being this light is probably not the best of things, so having a bit of ice cream with Jet was therapeutic in more than one sense.
I'm finally breathing all right again, and there was no bronchitis from the cold, which is a blessing. I'm actually recovering on my own. I am a little antsy for my exercise bike or just riding to do errands again.
And, uhm... yeah... it's now been 70,000 words in the last two and a half weeks. Definitely novel length and we have the end in sight and have plans for the editing phase. I'm... astonished and very happy.