The Gift

Last summer my sister in law gave me a large old frame. It had sall peices missing and had nails sticking out the back.  She had found it in her fathers garage/ workshop rafters. He had passed away and they were getting the tools ready to sell. 
On the way home I thought and thought of what to do with this big frame. Then it hit me.  I never told my brother what I had in mind, so it was a total shock when she opened a small box for Christmas.  Inside it had a small note that had question marks on it and it said   Mirror mirror on the wall ??? 

  Deb looked at me and I replied, can it mean the bathroom mirror..No   What about the hall mirror..No   Then it must mean our bedroom mirror !!! I took her into  the room and sitting on the Bombay dresser, in front of a mirror I had her present covered with a sheet.

ELEVEN

For  eleven days in September the magic  appears and then it is gone ,  As children we could hardly wait till that special time when or dreams come true, and new ones were made. The smells of popcorn can always bring those memories back to quicken our hearts.  The girls sheepishly wishing for that special boy to win that big stuffed toy so she could carrie it around with pride. The boys with their eyes sparkling just knowing their girl is beside them as they go take their seat for the next ride.  Those crisp evenings that held mistery and magic, and nothing could spoil that special time. Each year our steps get slower and the noise gets softer, and the rides are left to the young. As the smells drift by my heart picks up the beat, for those eleven days are coming to a close and the smile on my face will remain till once more the lights are turned on at the Fair.

At The Tennessee Valley Fair

I got

 a second place for this one. A red ribbon.

I got a white ribbon for this one. Third place.

Gentleman Gardner

I gave the painting I did for the 91 year old  gentleman gardener to him Fri, His wife said he wanted to go straight to the framers to get it framed.  I guess he liked it.

Painting Of A Little Boy

I was visiting the job site of my friend the builder when she told me one of the workers wanted a portrait of his son painted . He had a small photo so I took it and painted this. I think it turned out nice.   I hope he likes it.