I live in an urban Portland neighborhood.  My house, and the surrounding ones, were built over a hundred years ago.  It's really a great place to live.  My niece lives two blocks away, with her husband and children. Yesterday I went to pick up the four year old and, as we stood at the window, she kept saying, "Look at the fox."  We finally looked and sure enough, there was a large gray fox trotting down the sidewalk.  It's so incongruous to see a coyote in the city.  I know my neighbors have chickens......  Anyway, it's always fun to have a different experience.  I think we all get mired down in our day to day existences and it's nice to be jolted out of the ordinary.  

I'm working on the "oil wave" picture.  It's coming along, but slowly.  I'm not exactly sure what I'm going to do next, but I'm always looking for new ideas.  I don't know how people stand to paint the same subjects all the time.  I like to do land and seascapes, but other stuff catches my eye too.  I saw a photo of posters being plastered all over a wall.  It could make a very interesting, although meticulous, painting.  I thought I would try to mix some mediums and see if I couldn't replicate something similar.  We shall see.  

My god it's a beautiful day.  I am so grateful for my life and loved ones.