Well, all my wonderful sponsors and supporters, this is it!
The March Arts Marathon was a great success! My sponsors contributed over $1,000.👏🏻 Overall the Marathon raised $92,500. Bravo to us all. And thank you so very much.
Tomorrow will be two of my favorite holidays so I’ll leave you with those:
April Fools Day
Passover
Until next time dear sponsors.
I’m repeating this post because the timing for it is better today and because I’m busy getting ready for my Passover Seder.
It’s that time of year…The frogs will be heading across muddy VT roads to get to their Spring homes any day now. Just one warm rainy night is all it will take to get them going.
I’m also an amphibian crossing guard directing traffic around the frogs and salamanders when they cross the roads on the first rainy night in Spring.
“Fossil evidence suggests that frogs and toads, known as anurans (Roman meaning having no tail), have existed since at least the Jurassic Period, with some fossils dating back over 160 million years, and their evolutionary history is being revealed through discoveries like this 111-million-year-old fossil”. They survived beyond the time when dinosaurs disappeared.
Ribbit…
When you’re having fun…Only a few more days of MAM posts. It went by so fast. In the blink of an eye. I’ll miss creating posts and being in touch with all of you wonderful sponsors.
My tenant’s grandma gave me this idea for a post. The boy is about to turn sixteen. He is becoming a lovely young man.
Here’s a clip from a sappy song from Fiddler on the Roof that seemed appropriate for today’s post. Only problem is I couldn’t figure out how to turn off the loop on it so you’ll just have to turn off the clip when you are tired of hearing it over and over. I didn’t want to post the whole recording of the song because it IS SO SAPPY but you can listen to it on YouTube if you like.
https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxfFehBcKv02NrjTp9ZsizuBJWiRvsfC9M?si=AFr-CBYIhEclTab5
Here’s a dragonfly I drew whose life is short-lived but packed full of adventure.
Till tomorrow…
Shabbat Shalom
Hanging out with my buddies.
Long term memory, Short term memory. As I get older the long term memory function works better than the short term.
My clogged carotid arteries don’t help either.
So let’s journey into the memory part of my brain.
Short term memory…
Long term memory…
Sometimes I can remember my dreams. Maybe I will tonight.
Good night and sweet dreams 💤💤💤
Wow! Coming down the MAM home stretch. Good time for showing sunsets. So many people like to take photos of sunsets. I’ve taken a bunch as well. Here they are in a video.
https://youtu.be/LDrZ21YBXkA?si=NlcP9i27DYuspsK7
And here’s a sunset picture I made with water color and paper cuts:
This is a sunset reflected on the hood of my car:
Time to go to sleep now…
Night night💤💤💤
The prompt today was stained glass. Well, butterflies and moths remind me of stained glass so I’ll take it from there.
I love watching and photographing them (if I can, they’re hard to photograph because they’re always flitting about).
Here are some butterflies nectaring:
Some Victorian artists liked to make art out of butterfly wings –
Or this one
Or this:
When butterfly collectors catch them they paralyze them and then pin them. Kind of gruesome I think but I guess if you want to preserve them…
Butterflies and moths are famous for their metamorphosis, the way they change from one form into another as they mature. From egg to caterpillar, and caterpillar to pupa in a cocoon or a chrysalis depending if they’re a moth or a butterfly. In the chrysalis or cocoon, they lose their caterpillar body to overwinter until they are ready to eclose (emerge) as a butterfly or moth. I have collected monarch caterpillars and Cecropia moth cocoons and gotten to watch the metamorphosis from caterpillar to cocoon or chrysalis, to butterfly or moth. I had to stay up all night waiting or I’d miss it. Truly amazing! Here is a set of photos of the process.
Here is a somewhat abstract set of photos of the same process.
And here is my drawing of a Monarch
Enough for now. Time for me to curl up in my cocoon and go to sleep.💤
The prompt for the day makes me think of eggs, that’s the way I like ‘em, over easy.
But over easy could also just mean relaxing, taking it easy:
Hanging out on the beach
In a park…
Maybe a drink with a friend?
Or just sitting and watching the sunset…
I’m imagining the sound of waves lapping the shore hoping they will put me gently to sleep💤
The prompt for today was “topsy turvy”. I don’t know why I chose to use it. I have enough trouble keeping things straight in my mind to want to turn them upside down… but it does give one the chance to see things from a different perspective. I hope this doesn’t make you too dizzy.
Rides are definitely topsy turvy, up and down and round and round.
Flipping my photo of a sunset made a beautiful abstract creation:
And of the moon:
Reflections can feel a bit disorienting too:
Clouds in an upside down sky:
Then there’s the upside down tree with its roots in the air.
And my little acrobats:
I hope this little topsy turvy journey wasn’t too disconcerting and may you rest comfortably upright tonight. 💤💤💤
We’ve made it past the Equinox but no daffodils line my front path yet.
Waiting for when the frogs, newly thawed, come hip hopping across the road to find the vernal pool behind my house in which to mate.
And waiting for the turtles to crawl up from the pond onto my front path, dig a hole and lay their eggs. I don’t know why they always choose to lay their eggs on my front path – it’s hardly the safest place – where egg eating snakes and chipmunks, cats and dogs abound. Some little turtles miraculously do seem to survive. That’s nature for you.
I love the little bit of red on their glossy shells and on their feet and tails.
And I shall be nestled all snug in my bed while visions of daffodils, frogs and turtles dance in my head. Does that remind you of another poem…something about sugar plums? Totally the wrong season.
Night night.💤💤💤
coppsky 