April 8, 2012
Vast moon even now blazing through the backyard trees, radiant even though the sun sits just below the eastern rim and the sky is peacock blue.
Woke with pleasant memories of my opening last night. Surprising people came, and several paintings were sold right off, and, of course, the weather was beyond perfect. By levels of magnitude the most satisfying opening I’ve ever had. And, crassly, the night’s proceeds almost pay for getting my intricate taxes done.
Easter Day. Lilies’ Lord, welcome. My faith is small; my gratitude is large. Find Thy way.