Such delicious little pleasures as spring arrives. Today is absolutely balmy...like a NW foothills summer day. Nearly 75 this afternoon as I worked in the garden watering and planted more early crops, worked on landscaping around the garden, watched for my Mason bees (I think I saw them. They are solitary bees that pollinate a great many more flowers than honeybees, and because they are solitary, they are non-aggressive. They lay eggs before they die, and next spring there will hopefully be more bees. Also known as orchard bees).
The hummingbirds returned mid-March as is their habit, and today there were 3 feeding. While I was in the garage, one flew in through the open door, flew to the window and there got tangled in a long-neglected spider web, so I was blessed with being able to lift it out of the web and hold its weightless body for just a couple seconds before releasing it.
I love that the garden is right beside the studio, so I can bounce back and forth, so, from the garden to the studio I went. Over the years I have collected many tiny boxes (6" and under), so recently I challenged myself to use the tiny things I have collected, things so small they get lost in larger pieces, in the tiny boxes and make tiny pieces. I have about 10 so far, and a couple more in process. A fun little divergence... Maybe they'll go into the under $100 show next month at Currents Gallery.
I currently have two pieces in that gallery in McMinnville on our very charming 3rd Street downtown, and I was just notified that one of them won People's Choice. They are having a Recycled Art show, and I'm told the award ribbon is also made from recycled materials, so I can't wait to see it. The piece pictured above, #4, was the winner.
We had grandson Jake, age 10, here for a few days of spring break. Nothing like a super-energetic 10-year-old to wear one out! That said, his enthusiasm for everything is missed when he is not here. He's a great kid.
The first red tulip opened today after a month of various varieties of daffodils opening, the crocus coming and going, and the perennials pushing skyward. What could be better?