Ditch Lilies ... and Disaster on the Loom

We call them ditch lilies here because they do grow in the ditches profusely this time of year. But for all that, I think they're gorgeous. Here's the photo I took:

 I started the painting. This part is always quick, easy, and fun.

 I added layers of darkening colors and a little of the white sparkly paint. It looks good -- rather like lilies-on-fire. 

Watercolors struggle to obtain those dark tones, at least they do with me at this stage in my painting experience. But the contrasts were needed. I think it's done now.

I picked some for church this morning, adding purple cone flowers and a few sprays of hydrangea foliage.

I'm still reading Gallipot Eyes by Elspeth Huxley. She lived in a small English village (Oaksey) for her adult life in an old Cotswold house called "Woodfolds." How comforting to live in a home with history to give it a name! If you'd like to see inside and outside "Woodfolds," here's a link to view it. Houses like that make me all melty and happy inside.

How 'bout a puppy dog picture? These two beautiful standard poodles come to the farmers' market most weeks. They're sitting pretty here, waiting for a treat of biscotti.

 I rarely take eggs to the market to sell, but I had extras. I also took cukes and a bag of collards, both of which sold, but the tomatoes did not.

 What did I find at the thrift store this week, you ask? For $3, I found a very large LLBean tote bag, brand new (!!), with a floral trim. But it once belongs to someone named Billie.

 Sorry, Billie, but you have to go. I put my seam ripper to good use. After about an hour, Billie pretty much disappeared.

A discouraging failure on my loom occurred on Friday. Remember the blue/pink scarf I was starting? Well, I won't type it all. Instead, you may view the catastrophe on a video:

Hopefully I'll get back to you when that mess is sorted out!