13 x 18 cm |
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Wilbur's Friend
18 x 13 cm |
This pig was painted for the challenge by Carol Marine on DPW. Her husband David, is the master of DPW. Carol, David and son Jacob, lost their home and Carol's studio, in the Bastrop, Texas forest fire. There is a fundraiser to help them with immediate needs and to rebuild. Best wishes to them as they build a new home.
Monday, August 29, 2011
Lucky For You
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Gardening Grew On Us
Monday, August 15, 2011
Make Lemonade
13 x 18 cm |
One gray and rainy day we were walking through the city and someone near us said, "There is no bad weather, only bad moods." (Translated). It fits with the saying, "If life hands you a lemon, make lemonade." Remember to add sugar. :-)
Friday, August 12, 2011
Spicy Mystery
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Tea Trimmings
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Monday, August 8, 2011
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Die Schnecke
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
First Chips
27,5 x 20 cm |
Roland bought two small pans at the Hannover Market, thinking they were exactly what I was looking for. He was right. I used them for a few years, and again the other day. I washed one and was drying the lid, when I needed to do something else. I set it all down on the counter. A bit later I grabbed the towel and the lid went crashing to the hard tile floor.
Roland came in from the terrace to see if everything was all right. It was. The lid just had two chips now. As simple as that.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Monday, July 4, 2011
Painting Paraphernalia
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Monday, June 20, 2011
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Friday, June 10, 2011
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Monday, June 6, 2011
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Monday, May 30, 2011
Friday, May 27, 2011
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Monday, May 23, 2011
Friday, May 20, 2011
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Monday, May 16, 2011
Empty Bottle
aceo |
That was the last one he took willingly, and he got more resistent as we went. Four times a day. Sometimes I told him he was a good dog, and he jumped around, being happy that he was a good dog. Then I would see the pill on the floor.
I was as determined as he was. It came to me prying open his clenched teeth, put the pill as far back on his tongue as possible, hold his mouth shut, and tip his head back a little until I thought he swallowed the pill. One would think he would just swallow and get it done. He often did. But one night as I was going to bed, I saw something white on the floor. It was one of John's pills. He must have managed to get it out of his mouth and carry it around in his fur, until it dropped to the floor.
He took most of his pills.
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Friday, May 13, 2011
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Monday, April 18, 2011
Friday, April 15, 2011
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Monday, April 11, 2011
The Purple Thing
Friday, April 8, 2011
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