|One of my favorite desert birds - the cactus wren.|
I waited until the dust had (literally) settled before going outside to assess the damage. The devil had taken out both the trash can and the recycle bin, and there was recycling EVERYWHERE. While walking around the desert, picking up my scattered recycling, I accidentally turned my flip-flop encased foot sideways, right into a prickly cholla. Ow. This isn't the first time I have gotten a cholla spine embedded in my foot, but this time it had gone into my foot far enough that I actually had to limp inside, get a pair of pliers, shut my eyes and grit my teeth in order to pull it out. Okay. So I did have one little tear slip down my cheek from the pain, but I am fine now. Just another ordinary day in the desert.
|Cholla cactus. I am sure you can see how this would hurt a bit.|
I have been busy working on a brand new series of abstract paintings that is so new and different that I don't feel comfortable sharing the photos yet. I know that seems unfair of me, but I haven't quite figured out what these paintings are about, nor have they begun to form a cohesive group. So until I find the thread that ties them together, I need to keep them to myself. Please don't be upset.
I will make it up to you by sharing some new jackrabbit photos. I promise you will get to see photos of the new paintings as soon as I figure them out.