RHUBARB PICNIC

Such sunny warm days, rhubarb season. Rhubarb pie, rhubarb-ginger drinks for a sore throat. Rhubarb soup and jam. Rhubarb vanilla tea. Fresh, spicy tastes, easy food that can be packed quickly for unexpected bike journeys or whispered picnics in parks. Last night we were hiding to a dark cinema while the darkest clouds rolled over the city. The clouds were busy to reach another place to rain, they had gone before the bike journey home.

"Chic Chic C'est Picnic" by Sessun has been visiting Madrid this spring. Meadow Picnic decorating their notebooks. Photos taken by Jessie/Sessun.

More ginger drinks for this sore-throated-one, many sheep-formed-cloud greetings to you!

(The photos are not taken by me. Photos by Jessie/Sessun.)

AUTUMN DREAMS

Time to say good-bye for November, thank you for treating us well. The day to welcome the little sister of winter, called December. Usually it gives the first red pinched cheeks, fresh scent of frost. Quicker steps, steaming cups of hot.

Autumn Dreams, for the ones that want to sleep over the cold months. For My Pretty Room by Sessun. Heaps of blankets, candle light, scent of pine and cones. Wind outside, warm inside. Sweet dreaming.

Thank you over and over again for your comments, emails and orders. If you are ordering a Christmas present, please be in time! Like last year, I did my best to get all the orders on their way as soon as possible. However, if ordering late, I offer also this year a small option to surprise the one who gets the present, even though the real gift might not arrive in time.

Have a good day with the last of November.

CARDAMOM COFFEE, MELODIES OF THE WIND

On a cloudy day. Feeling like it would already be an evening. A smile comes back from these greetings from Paris. Also the sunshine, if imagined enough. Outside the strong rushes of an autumn wind. Time to find some wool around.

Hot water boiling. Grinding cardamom seeds. A dash of cinnamon. Another one of vanilla. Coffee time. A very early one. Wondering how long I am able to keep those jars untouched. Till the next coffee time?

Oh, the weekend. A light(house) ship, beautiful melodies (a small moment to be back in the treasure island), guiding hands (while writing sms´s in street lights), the longest breakfast (feeling like abroad), walking, admiring houses and boats (especially the lighthouse one and another called Elvira Inga), a small food market, the deepest nap on the way back, in train. Sunshine at home.

Afternoon greetings.

MEADOW PLAYING IN PARIS

In the morning behind windows was a (soya) milk colored curtain hanging from the sky. Thick, but sun rays still tickling through it. Slowly the curtain of mist moved, disappeared. A curtain making everything invisible, secret and soundless. No wind in its hems. A sunny day appeared. Clouds appeared to the sunny day. Half sunny, half cloudy. Now mostly clouds that still leave very fragile shadows.

Meadow Playing, another painting from spring time done for Sessun. It can be found on Sessun Songs Collection II. Meadow Picnic can be seen here. They are announcing that the summer is gone soon. Better to find knitting needles ready, though on my watercolor paper still summer colors do happen!

Soft brush strokes of green to your Thursday!

SUMMER ORANGE, BLUE AND LAVENDER

There was a small spring storm here. White peaks of waves in the lake, why the water changes the color so rapidly. Bicycling was possible inside a small forest where the trees were covering as walls. Glad about their long and strong roots. For a moment there was no asphalt as fallen branches had taken it all over. A lavender was bicycled from the town from smiling eyes.

Jalouse, a French magazine has a small post about the picnic of Sessun with my illustration in it. Thank you dearly Maikki, who saw it and kindly sent the magazine to me! The Meadow Picnic -painting is available also as a bag and a shirt.

Everything is calm again as quickly as the wind also rose. Night sky of light blue and orange. Summer sky is coloring my dreams.

Sleep tight!

P.s. One and two new prints in my shop. More about them soon!

MEADOW PICNIC IN PARIS

The lake is so blue these days. It is difficult to describe which kind of blue it is. A warm or cold, dark or covered with shadows of the waves in it. Or filled with sun rays. Shining and reflecting once in a while to the walls of this house. A spring blue, changing all the time.

It is warm again here. Time for having breaks outdoors. Some tea and fruits will always follow. This Meadow Picnic -illustration is for Sessun and their spring exhibition Chic Chic Chic, C'est Picnic. If you are in Paris between May 20th to June 11th, please go and have a picnic with them.

Based in South Africa, Nice Magazine has featured my work. It is wonderful to travel the world through all of you, your comments and emails. Thank you!

Blue skies and songs of seagulls to your weekend!