Freeze

 

October 20, 2022

Brilliant autumn day. 

Last night’s freeze killed all the annuals, plus shriveling the hydrangeas and the beautiful tree at the end of my drive that I don’t know the name of. 

Considerable blood on my pillow case. Can’t find where it came from. Either a bobcat sneaks in at night, or I claw myself in sleep.

Many of the dreams I remember have to do with painting, and with me as a painter. So, today, staring at the wall of my study, I realized how I carve a painting cubicle out. Went to Cheap Joe’s and bought supplies. Curiously, I didn’t set thing up right away. It didn’t feel like the “right” day to re-commence what I’ve missed for two years.