Sunday morning, Sept. 15
I am outside on the Commons deck, where the lawn and ponds and playa are quite beautiful and the laptop is almost readable in the sun.
Cabin 1 from the front. The back looks out on the playa, and thatâ€™s where I painted, of course. Thereâ€™s a wrap-around porch.
I got up about 6, heated up yesterdayâ€™s coffee, put on my boots, gathered my painting stuff and put it into the cart that Rachel found for me, the one that pushes like a dream. Rachel says it was made especially for her (along with all the others around the property) by a guy in Eugene. It can be converted into a bike cart just by unscrewing a couple of wing nuts and adding a bicycle widget. Continue reading