Mark Rothko, Red, Orange, Tan and Purple, 1949 |
Mostly, as we all know, I just love people watching there. I'll let you know who and what I see!
With September will come a settled pattern, more recipes (as I am cooking all of my own meals! woo hoo!) and more sketches of the week. Also, I realized I should probably get back to writing some little pieces and poetry to post, since this whole silly thing started as a literary effort.
Cheers!
Speaking of rothko and recipes... Dad and I had a joke about Rothko paintings way back when we were first married. I like them, they are pleasing and easy on the eye, something about the color combinations works for me. Dad isn't so fond of them.
ReplyDeleteRecipes: the vine in the garden is not a watermelon, it is a HUGE butternut squash. In a fit of curiousity, with shovel in hand, I sliced open the small one and aha!, a butternut squash. I will make butternut/apple soup with that squash and some of the granny smiths I picked from the tree. I have about 19, plus dad has been picking them from the tree to take from his lunches... the birds did not get all of them. Cheers to you. Miller Girl: #2
Yum yum. I read all about Rothko the other day and am intrigued to go see some paintings now that I am more informed.
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