Is it gardening when I am planting flowers with my paintbrush? Is it gardening when I am painting wildflowers?
It doesn’t matter – sounds good in a blog post title and sort of works.
This is one of the popular 6×18″ sized canvases, begun with a few spots and slashes of color. I showed you these first 3 pictures in a post earlier this week.



Now for the more recent progress of this oil painting of poppies and lupine:
There needs to be grasses across some of the flowers for it to look real, but I can’t do that while the paint is wet or the grasses will be orange and purple. There is a messy poppy in the center (from left to right but sort of higher than center from top to bottom) that demonstrates the folly of this maneuver.
Now it is finished.

And, I know you are dying to know the state of our cat situation.

How have we altered Piper’s life? Look what we did yesterday:

Three tortoiseshell females and one solid black male. OH NO! HOW WILL WE TELL WHICH ONE IS PIPER WHEN THE NEW ONE GROWS UP??






































The trail looks positively bucolic, but there are armies, platoons and relentless swarms of ravenous bugs.
There is a meadow before you begin climbing to Eagle Lake, and it was full of Jeffrey Shooting Star and Knotweed. (and bugs that bite.)
















