The nights this week have started to be cool. I’m starting to think about preparing the plant shed as I try to keep the annuals alive through the winter. Some make it and some don’t. It pleases me when they survive to bloom another year. The Geraniums blossom all year around and nothing is nicer than walking into the shed in the dark of the winter and being greeted by pink and red Geranium blossoms, full of smiles and hope.
The Fall term begins next week and a new group of talented painters will begin their year of exploration and discovery. It is yet another example of the built-in renewal and development of the creative force. In a time of Trump’s darkness and evil it’s essential to be reminded that Life is always there.