Time flies, doesn't it? Between the rigors of the pandemic, the holidays, my surgery last November, my attempts to get fit, and the election and inauguration, I haven't been terribly focused on art. Or, certainly, on my blog. But there has been a lot happening.
First of all, autumn of 2020, which generally arrives in North Texas at Thanksgiving, was beautiful. Almost like it was compensating us for our horrible, hot, confined summer. Brian and I have filled our yard with Japanese maples, and they definitely stole the show: