Saturday evening

Um, excuse me…could you please pass my beer?

I am so happy to be printing cards that have the background color of citron. I see it as one of the colors of Spring.
I now know that citron is NOT made by mixing yellow + blue. It is yellow + BLACK. Just a tiny dot of black. With more black it starts to become olive-y.
I love this color;
the color of new leaves….
Although we continue to have bits of rain here and there, and some days (yesterday, for example) are still very chilly, it is Spring-nearly Summer! I have been trying to return some small sense of order to the yard. Because of all the rain, things have been growing like crazy and I have a lot of cutting and cleaning up to do.
It is about this time each year that I notice that the flags are looking very forlorn:

I think they are still lovely – wispy and drifty – and yet, it may be time to replace them with something more cheerful.
I am thinking about making these:

There is a great set of instructions for making them on The Purl Bee.
They are called Molly’s Party Garland.
We have lived here a long time. I am used to the fog. And I love the fog. BUT I LOVE THE SUNSHINE too.
We had the back door onto the garden open because the sun was so lovely and warm. And in came a butterfly. Then it got confused by the window and was having trouble getting out on its own.
So we gave it a little help.

This made us very happy.
I love sideways light.
The mornings and the evenings are so beautiful. Everything looks beautiful. Even my cereal bowl looks beautiful.

Is there some scientific reason for this?
Does everyone feel this way?
Is there some reason we are supposed to pay more attention at the edges of the day?

Yesterday evening it was warm here. Friday after work; folks were out and about. We were siting at a great little corner-spot, having a glass of wine before picking up E.
I was enjoying the scene outside.
Lots of people heading places – to their evening gigs with instruments in hand, to get-togethers with friends, riding by on bicycles, strolling with babies in carriages. Police car zips by. Bus dips in for a stop. Van with graffiti-decor slides by. Man with shopping cart overflowing with bedding. Girls decked out in their strappy platforms. Music from car windows. Lots of action.
And there, patiently waiting on the sidewalk, was a single, bright radish.
Very seldom these days do I see pay phones.

Yet, here is an entire row of them! They looked beautiful; shiny and clean, and the yellow is very snappy. Phone art.
Did the Masters show their work before it was finished?
I suspect not.
But tonight I do not have another photo, and I was determined to post every day this week, so here goes.


Maybe it’s Avitar, or all the photos around lately of folks in their groovy 3-D glasses…it has got me thinking about dimensions. Something on paper is generally thought of as two-dimensional – in a single plane; x and y coordinates; flat.
But letterpress transforms the paper into a three-dimensional object. No need for those funky glasses.