.......and home

Tamar and I went for a walk along the beach in Santa Monica just a couple of days ago. The light was so very beautiful, the sun sparkling on the water, people surfing, walking, enjoying Christmas Day and family at the beach.

Then yesterday I went from the sunshine of Southern California:

to the many shades of grey of today, brought by a heavy winter storm in Eastern Canada:

They are predicting sunshine tomorrow. Sun and warm (above freezing) by the end of the week. Right now the wind and snow are creating blizzard conditions. A good day to stay inside, to tuck in, stay home. The snow plow has come to clear my driveway and he will have to come again later for sure. The snow hasn’t stopped. My plane came in last night just before the wind picked up intensity, now closing the airport. I drove home in difficult weather. A solid winter storm. What surprised me was the big eighteen wheelers tumbling down the highway, passing cautious cars and blowing snow up, increasing the invisibility of the road. And some cars taking chances, speeding along and passing when it was hard to see the road. I called Aaron from the airport in Montreal and we both hoped my plane would be cancelled so I could spend the night there with them. But we came in on schedule and it is good to be home.

But even my home feels strange. Big changes here. I rearranged the furniture in my living room, something I rarely do, move furniture, or even change the color of the walls. But I decided to move my computer so that I could see the lake while working and that meant moving my couch which meant moving chairs as well and on and on. The couch is now facing the lake directly, making it a very powerful spot to watch nature unfold. After eight years of having it in one spot, rearranging the furniture makes the room so very different. The ceiling is finished in my studio and the paintings moved back in. It looks very clean and orderly. Of course, that will change soon enough, when I get back to work! But there is still a lot of cleaning, organizing, filling up the green files (garbage bags) before I can start the factory going again. But at least, as has happened before, I didn’t get stuck at an airport.

Posted by leya at December 27, 2004 03:30 PM