The Things You Can See Only When You Slow Down

a pair of geese flew by; outside my studio window; i’m glad elephants don’t fly

That’s enough, that’s enough! she shouted.

As I was finishing up my painting, I heard a woman shouting, “THAT’S ENOUGH, THAT’S ENOUGH!”

Returned to the Japanese Beetle Field

I returned to what I shall now call the Japanese Beetle field. They were not swarming this afternoon, but they nevertheless were flying about, and they seem to like my straw hat! One of them seemed have plans to do something with my right ear. Anyway, this was a fun plein air painting experience, and nothing bit me. That's good.

Japanese beetles, Ticks, Mosquitos. Oh my.

I seldom venture out more than 500 feet from my studio, and my first painting for today was no exception. I did the first painting in an open field near Red Clay Creek. Kennett Square’s firehouse is only a few hundred feet from where I setup to paint. I came close to giving up this spot because Japanese beetles were relentlessly dive bombing me. They seemed to enjoy crashing into my straw hat. Bop, bop, bop!