"Stella"
Mickey used to come by and visit the Pointer Sisters fairly often. He came so often these past few months that we couldn't help but let him in the house now and then, espcially when the weather was wet or cold outside. He'd be hanging around our house or my neighbor's house and run to greet us when we came home. He's well mannered, quiet, loving and too well fed as he visited all the houses in the neighborhood. He wears a collar with his name on it and a phone number but we really didn't know exactly where he lived. I live in an area where our houses sit on acreage bound by the lake and park lands. We hadn't seen him around these past three weeks. My neighbor even worried about him. 
This is Mickey taking over the Pointer Sister's beloved sofa which I can't throw out even though it is soooo old and tattered. It's the girls' favorite sofa and usually they sleep together kicking all the pillows off it. I guess Mickey thought it was pretty comfy too...
"I'm Listening"I love reading quotes. They offer such inspiration. Just over a week ago I had a conversation with a friend - it's one of those cry into my wine kind of conversations. So here are a few quotes for friendship:
"God, I've been starving for this kind of conversation!" - Eleanor Coppola
"Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words but to pour them all out, just as it is, chaff and grain together, knowing that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keeping what is worth keeping what is worth keeping, and then, with the breath of kindness, blow the rest away." - George Elliot
"When I count my blessings, I count you twice." - Irish Proverb
"Take Me Home"
Oh it's a gloomy, cloudy Sunday morning...it just seems appropriate to have this little fellow on my blog telling me to smile a little.
"What? Timmy has fallen down the well?" Ok, am I the only one who thinks that was funny? I'd heard that Lassie was played by a boy-dog - would it be right to name this painting "Lassie"? At any rate Timmy thought his collie was his best friend - my dogs are my best friends too.. This painting is a little larger at six inch square.
Someone asked what the significance of "kissing the Blarney Stone" was. It's said that if you kiss the stone, it gives you the gift of gab....hmmmmm... And I am lost for words as I type this blog thinking of how to explain what I was feeling when I painted this fellow and the whys, hows, etc.