
I happened to have the right hue in my palette (Indian Yellow) to paint the golden oyster mushrooms (Pleurotus citrinopileatus) that graced our pizza.

I happened to have the right hue in my palette (Indian Yellow) to paint the golden oyster mushrooms (Pleurotus citrinopileatus) that graced our pizza.

The old girl’s still with us, but she’s really slowing down. The heat doesn’t help.


I didn’t know that turkeys made gentle squeaks or clucks until I spent some time observing a group of them today. I just watched a video on turkey vocalisations, and learned that this is a general communication sound used to get attention or signal that everything is normal. They have at least 8 other vocalizations besides the famous gobble-gobble. Learn something new every day!


There’s a field on the hill on the other side of the valley that has plantings that go straight down the slope. I think they might be grapevines. They look like a giant scraped the hill with his fork.

Inspired by the (acrylic) art of Joan Nichols.

Digital collage


I was on duty at the Visitor Center yesterday, and did most of my shift in the children’s nature room. I had a little downtime for sketching while kids were occupied with paper crafts.