More on Adelle

I've been pottering away on Adelle. It's my intention just to keep going until my unconscious and conscious tell me I've reached stasis. I'm also working on Adelyn, but it fills me with despair at the moment. It looks alright as a photo, but the reality is different.

Warm weather at Tullycavan

I went to Tullycavan today to finish the first round of ragwort spraying and I spent some time cutting up a Blackwood that has come down over a fence.

The Pawlonia is flowering.

The Blackwood. They are not a long lived tree and having a load of mistletoe didn't help it.

This little worm was hiding out among the wood. I presume that the colour is a warning not to eat.

Hmm Something

Creeping dissatisfaction caught up with me. So I I've done more work on Aden.

There's more to do on Adelle as there always is I suppose, but I enjoy the process of working my way through the suggestions the painting makes to me.

Is this too sentimental

On Thursday we had a family get together, for those of  us who could we had a barbecue and tree planting, which  has become a family tradition. We plant trees in remembrance of those that have left us and those living. Our father loved trees and therefore his influence continues when we plant them as well as I remember my grandfather saying something along the lines of the greatness of a culture that plants trees that it will never sit under the shade of. There is an amount of sentiment in family get togethers that is sweet, wonderful and sustaining. Not weighed down with unrealistic expectations. I draw from its sustenance.

Basically the same except for some of the nieces are looking in different directions.

More on Adele and Aden

Adele slow working towards a resolution.

Aden a quick blast of a painting.