LIFE AND ART; AGAIN

LIFE AND ART; AGAIN

Yesterday was one of those gray, rain filled days. It rained non-stop from about 10 in the morning until about 5:30 p.m. Around 8:30 in the evening it started to rain, again. Days like yesterday come around with an open invitation to do nothing more than curl up with a good book and laze the day away. Or just maybe, to go to the studio and make art. Which is exactly what Mungo and i both did. What with the gray cloud filled skies and torrential at times downpour it simply wasn’t a good day for going anywhere or doing anything. I finished the fifth collage of the summer and Mungo wrote almost twenty-five pages of his new novel. Altogether it was a very productive day. Here is the newest of my collages.

Divided Mind #4, The fifth

After supper and before it started raining; again, we took the time to walk the docks and enjoy some fresh air. There is an elusive freshness ti the air and earth after a major rainstorm. A clarity that we often don’t notice in the rush of the everyday, working world. You certainly could not say the same for the water. The river turns a creamy brown, as if a giant had poured cream into their coffee. It will stay this way for several days. Coupled with the record breaking rainfall (almost 8” recorded at the airport) were extremely high tide and winds mainly out of the east which blew excessive amounts of water up the river. It is normal for us, even at high tide to have to step up to get off the boat. Last night we were actually stepping down. The water was up to the bottom of the docks. This turned out to be a problem for our resident duck family. Somehow two of the remaining four ducklings got separated from mom duck and their siblings. Normally being in a different set of slips in the marina wouldn’t be an issue, but with the water so high the ducklings could not swim under the docks. We spent at least a half hour watching the increasingly frantic actions of mom duck - - quacking all the while as she would jump up on the dock, trying in vain to teach each pair of ducklings the trick of flight and dock walking. Ultimately we acted as duck herders and got two of the babies to swim out and around the docks so they could be reunited. At one point i think Mungo was deliberating getting into the water and swimming them around.

This morning as Mungo was baling out our inflatable dinghy we realized that we had the ultimate dog days of August lounging space. Hmm, fill up the Intex, with cool water (it does float even filled over halfway) make a batch of Painkillers, and relax.

See ya in the pool.

Morgainne