I thought for some time that the hole that was dug under the fence at the south corner of my yard was a jack-rabbit construction. The cottontails can get through the chain fence, but not the jack-rabbits, so they would need a way of getting in if they wanted to get some water from the bottom half of the birdbath. But I did begin to suspect that hole was rather larger than jack-rabbits needed. I was right.
This morning I saw a coyote walking down the street outside my window. He glanced over at the birdbath and looked at the water level, then continued along the fence out of sight behind the plants. A moment later indeed he reappeared but did not initially go for a drink.
Maybe he’s curious about the movement of the blinds…
He turned and walked round the house to the west and I lost sight of him – there’s no window on that side of the house. The pigeons, feeding at the back suddenly scattered so I knew he was close. Went back hopefully to the bedroom window and was rewarded. Looks like android movies upload seamlessly to Windows10, so I hope this works for you! I wasn’t able to upload it into my post, but I was able to put it on my website: CoyoteInYard
#583 Sea Crest Dawn #33. Refractured watercolor on panel, 24×18″. $540.
On Friday I attended the reception for the group show at the High Desert Medical Center in Joshua Tree, California. There are four other artists in the show, Charlie Schwartz, Sharon Matheson, Nichole Vikdal and Darlene H. Morris. One of the interesting tidbits about this show is that they have an online store for this art, and you can click to purchase! The downside is you cannot take the art away until the show is over at the end of July. Oh well, anticipation can be a good thing!
We had a few snacks served and then Darlene gave the group the guided tour and we each gave a little talk about our work being shown, though Charlie wasn’t present. Then we had an extra little celebration because Darlene is handing over the reins (no pun intended) to Raini who will be curating the shows for the foreseeable future. This involved a cake, which had one of her paintings printed on the frosting! Is there no limit to where you can put artwork?
If you’re in the area between now and the end of July, take a few minutes to walk through and see the work – there are brochuresavailable throughout with information about it.
I wasn’t able to attend the fundraiser/celebration on Earth Day, being as I was in Menlo Park that weekend, about 10 hours drive northier. Here’s the report that Celeste (yes, I do know just about everyone mentioned) wrote about the event.
After the rain the sun….. but this it what it can look like before the rain. A mixture of distant rain and haboob. We have a storm forecast for today – just enough to wash the air and muddy the ground. But it’s not here yet…. (oh please, oh please, one more storm this winter…..)
#1247 After the rain, the sun. Refractured watercolor 10×8″ matted to fit 14×11″ frame, $105.
“The reflecting pool”, probably 2005. The posts seen below are entirely under water.
Supporting the restoration of the Salton Sea and making it stable and renewable is not just for the Sea, it’s not just for me and the sunrises that I paint, it’s for anyone in the US who eats vegetables. Allowing the Salton Sea to dry up will destroy the most fertile farmland in the country.
“The reflection pool”, January 2015
I have not met the star in the movie, but I know some of the production crew! Please support their goal to make a longer movie about Randy’s journey, in order to publicize the need to act now.
“The Reflecting Pool”, January 2016. The posts seen above are to my left.
You can donate on Kickstarter to this project. Please do so.
Oh wow, just noticed it’s been so long since I’ve had time to blog. It’s been a really** busy nine days. But, in this I was able to write a poem when I was the art fair in Litchfield Park, AZ this weekend – about the primroses in bloom in the desert currently. (Yes, I’ve been taking walks instead of blogging….) And another sonnet towards beating Mr Shakespeare in his number of sonnets.
The one that got extra yellow…..
I never knew that primroses would grow
so close together through the desert dirt.
Amazing that from down there they will know
when one rain will be many, and they’ll spurt
up to the sun. Each little yellow face
so like their cousins from cool, wetter lands.
You would not think they’d grow in such a place
but there they are, amassing through the sands
wheat thick! I cannot walk around but tread
on primroses, most pale, but in between
one got some extra yellow for its head
to stand out from a crowd like none I’ve seen.
A wetter year has grown a primrose lawn,
but they’ll be battered down in the next storm.