musing of a spring day in 2026

because every post needs a photo, random image of some of my atc's.. all are gone, except the eyeball.. i never really throw it into the mix for trades, cuz i don't think it's not really the shizzle, it's just meh.. i will probably give it as a raok card somewhere along the line.. i'm rambling.. it's 7:50p & i am just noticing that the it's not dark out yet.. the setting sun on the trees has just left the treetops.. so twilight will be upon me soon. i love, love.. sooo love twilight.. that time of night when the air becomes grainy.. i used to have dreams about this time of night.. deep navy blues, dark violets, evergreens.. so deep that the colours are muted, almost pixelated..

i just took a break.. i went out on the porch with Mamacats, i lied down & looked up, the sky so clear.. i wanted to wait for the navy blue to come in, but it's hard lying on my back on a hard surface.. all back bone on wood.. ouch.. yet, mamacats & i snuggled for a bit.. too soon in the year for bats, the birds all making their way to roost.. so i am in, watching the sky from my chair in the nook.. the moon mostly a sliver in the sky..  Ava being a purring pile of mushy love at my hip.. i never do anything without a kitty at my reach.. life is beautiful that way.. i guess i keep writing, hoping the gloaming will take me into it's dreamy world for a bit.. so wait with me, will you? you.. i don't know who you is.. i don't know if anyone ever sees these words.. yet i write them.. i feel that who ever needs to read my ramblings, it will find them.. 

so in between musings.. i spent my day outside, sitting in the cool breeze yet warm sun.. so vert spring in all it's springish perfectness,. i painted, i wrote, i watched birds, i drank some whiskey, ate onion flavoured potato chips.. i painted a manatee, a coyote, some brambles, a tree.. some other stuff.. i ate my leftover chinese food out there..  i traded a couple atc's with a new artist.. i was grateful, blessed.. i talked to the phoebes & the turkey vulture, the hawk & the crow.. all that shared space with me.. i truly love my world.. my life., 

oh, the gloaming is almost upon me.. i shall replace the keyboard with a paintbrush and see what this night can offer up in inspiration..