Watercolor Aceo Fever- Let it Snow

A wonderful NEW watercolor set has finally been opened and this is my first with it tonight. I actually was waiting up a bit to see if it was really going to sleet and ice rain tonight. In between 10 other projects (only slight miscalculation, it's more like 100 other projects) I opened the watercolor set. Watercolors are challenging as one cannot dream and paint--which means you must be fully awake. They are also so fresh looking.

Ice rain is a headache for us (for obvious reasons) because we are in a hilly area and some country roads do not have any shoulders here. So if someone ahead of you starts spinning out going uphill all of us behind are stuck. To back up a bit, we have to make it to the car first without injury! Then we move on to worry two.

To back up even further to cats and snow, which is the reason I did this painting. Our tom cat is so heavy that he falls through the snow. The others tip toe right across the top of the crusted snow. He needs snow shoes. He doesn't care as we're around he just wants to snuggle and rub his head against us. My son named him Happy and I had named him India at first because I thought he was a she, but that is another story.

Westie Dog Valentine Clothes

We've been having fun around here. Snow seems to put everyone in a laughing, playful mood. The only thing that dampens that spirit is snow in your boots. Your ears can be cold, and your nose, but when your feet get cold it's time to go inside.

Snow is one of those challenging things to paint. I look out the window and am amazed at how the colors change from clouds zipping overhead. The other morning it was 10 degrees here and the playful mood was a bit slower waking up. Even Sir Salty had to just sit a bit and take it all in then he was off to look around. He loves it when it is snowing. I do believe he thinks it's bird feathers falling. He races around searching as if searching for a bird in the snow.

I see the trees lined along the town roads with squirrels nests high above all of the homes. They are all tucked up inside those swinging, leaf baskets warm and cozy. A squirrel must have written the lyrics to rock-a-bye-baby-on-a-tree-top.

Back to Valentine's Day...They have fun party glasses for every occasion and this westie has hers on and just needs a party to go to. This is an oil aceo that I listed on ebay.

Let the party begin!

Rubber Duckies Think It's Christmas Again

We have snow. Beautiful snow. It fell so gently and the flakes were itsy bitsy. Soon they were fat and fluffy and it is so calm outside. It is a snowboarder's dream. The sun is shining bright now and not windy. No school so the slopes are probably full. These two rubber duckies, I bought in Florida recently... someone had to rescue them and bring them back to cold country...think it's Christmas time again! Woo hoo!

I noticed the deer glide silently by the window. They are such quiet animals. We are down to 5 now. Hunting season has finally ended. Yay! So hopefully these five (which used to live in a group of 9) will stay safe.

Now to shovel out to the top of the hill so we can get out. First more cocoa.

Westie Dog Blog Editorial/Writer

I've always wanted to tell the world that I love where we live in the country. Tonight my parents are busy so I'm going to tell you about my life. We've had lots of snow which I love to romp in. The picture above is me standing down by our creek in my show dog style last night at sunset. Actually I'm listening intently for birds and squirrels and other animal whispering. You must stand very, very still...even if your parents ARE calling you.

I love this wooded section that looks bare in the winter. I can stand tall and erect just like a tree. There isn't much that I can't do if you ask me. I am actually listening again to hear the trees talking. Normally the deer camp out here and eat all of the leaves. The deer like the music the creek makes and with the leaves clapping their hands and the birds chirping...the bullfrogs bass notes... it's like a full orchestra. I like all the music makers.

Sometimes I can sound like a harmonica when my human brother plays his fife and stays on one note too long. I try to correct his timing and his notes by jumping on him until he stops. Then I know he has learned his lesson from me and I walk away.

I have always wanted to be a garden editor because I see alot here in the gardens and also in my parents catalogs and magazines. It smells so good to walk into a greenhouse. I love that earth smell. All the letters form wonderful words in my head when I am in there, but I never have the laptop handy to record them.

Just this for now because I need to babysit the cats who seem to finally wake up after 20 hours of sleep at night.

Westie Sweater Dogs Sledding Painting

Just when we think we hear spring whistling down the lane...we receive 6 inches of fresh powdered snow to work or play with. (Forget about getting out the gardening shovel and pull out the snow shovel again.) My westie chooses playing over working hands down. The snow is way too powdery to form into some magnificent lawn ornament, but it's great for sledding, and saucers. Saucers are for the funloving type. You speed downhill and spin around at the same time.

The colors are soft like the snow. When it snows there is such a calm outside (when there isn't any wind at least) so I tried to capture that with the colors and the westies being a bit more colorful and energetic.

This painting is up for sale on ebay now.

Big Snow on the East Coast

It looks like we will have a white Christmas this year. If we make enough snowmen and women we will still have snow if the weather turns warmer. They stand brave, tall and unmoving.

Lots of weeds that had went to seed were left in the vegetable garden and the birds are all over them. This is probably the only time I am glad I didn't have time to get them all pulled out earlier. We have 18 inches here of fluff and the birds just dance along on top of it. Whereas when we step in it ...it tends to drop down into our boots. It is perfect for snowboarding.

We were away in North Carolina and drove all night home at the beginning of the storm. It took 12 hours when normally it takes 5 hours. When we got back to pick up Sir Salty from the vet's where he was in their indoor kennel...it had closed early due to heavy snow. He spent the whole weekend there with other doggie friends. He is quite pleased with the snow, but more pleased to see us and home. Of course we were very pleased to see home too since we were driving all night watching cars spin off the road around us like a vidoe game. Sheriff's, tractor trailers, cars, trucks all in the ditches.

Now if all the folks at the Reagan International Airport and Washington Dulles International Airport could just get to their homes or at least go outside and play in the snow for a bit I think they would feel better.

Victorian Houses Frosted

I love old victorian houses. We have some older ones here close and since the snow has frosted them all I took some pictures. Wouldn't you love to sit up in that top window with a book or a painting easel? I would.