Signs of Spring, and Preparing...

Signs of Spring, and Preparing…

Signs of spring and preparing for new life! Birthing babies, pruning vines, painting outside, blooming quince, and having today.

Signs of spring are everywhere, and the Christian Lent is begun. It is a time of preparing — for new birth, new life. Across the road at our neighbors’ Zaca Ranch, calves are being born all over the place. Our cowboy and moral compass Wyatt took some  photos. He’s got an eye, that Wyatt.

Awww, wook.

Cow and calf, by Wyatt Cromer
Cow and calf at Zaca Ranch, photo by Wyatt Cromer

Wyatt and his lovely wife Brie are about to have a young’un of their own, literally any minute now. I’ll keep you posted… The little dickens is taking his time. At this rate he’ll go straight from hospital to third grade.

Speaking of labor, pruning is underway in the vineyards. They do it all by hand. It is painstaking work. But don’t talk to mothers giving birth about pruning being painstaking.

Pruning in Oak Savanna Vineyard, Rancho La Zaca, photo by Wyatt Cromer
Pruning in Oak Savanna Vineyard, Rancho La Zaca, photo by Wyatt Cromer

I would ask this dude what he is listening to, but I would likely have no idea who he was talking about, like when I watch the Grammys, which is slightly depressing.

Oak Savanna Vineyard at Rancho La Zaca, pruning underway, photo by Wyatt Cromer
Pruning at Oak Savanna Vineyard, Rancho La Zaca, photo by Wyatt Cromer

Artist Camille Dellar and I finally got out there again to paint. Yipee, though it was a little nipee and windee. In these conditions, my hair looks like a chicken’s behind. Which is sometimes more than I can say for my painting. But this was a good day.

Frances painting in vineyard, photo by Camille Dellar
Moi painting in vineyard, photo by Camille Dellar.
Oak Savanna Vineyard, Rancho La Zaca, oil on canvas, by Frances Schultz
Oak Savanna Vineyard, Rancho La Zaca, oil on canvas, by Frances Schultz

Here is Camille’s. Love her mountains and how she put those light strokes on top of the limestone fenceposts.

Oak Savanna Vineyard, Rancho La Zaca, oil on linen by Camile Dellar
Oak Savanna Vineyard, Rancho La Zaca, oil on linen by Camile Dellar

She is a pro, obviously. It always fascinates me how two people see the very same scene so differently. To see more of Camille’s work go to CamilleDellar.com. She is great.

Spring of course is not without its surprises. The next day at the ranch it snowed. Seriously, in Southern California. We were all running around squawking like we’d never seen a dang snowflake. But we won’t talk to New Yorkers about snow.

Speaking of New York, where I’m back to, and preparing (there’s that word again) for a few friends for dinner, my trusty sidekick Gina and I went to the flower market, which I love to do.

That last sentence might win the prize for record number of commas.

The flower market doesn’t look like much from the outside…

NYC flower market
Bundles of quince and pussy willow at wholesaler U.S. Evergreens, New York flower market

But once you’re in, it is so wonderful.

NYC flower market
NYC flower market

Back uptown and best of all, over at Memorial Sloan Kettering (not quite as fun as the flower market) I had a good report on the bosom-smash, aka mammogram. This year begins number eight, cancer-free. Yipee again! Ladies, make your appointments if you haven’t yet. Here’s my post on the subject of, as my friend and The Silver Pen Hollye Jacobs puts it, dealing with F-Bomb Breast Cancer, which WAY too many of us must do.

NYC flower market
NYC flower market

Yes spring and Lent are seasons of preparation. And yet I am oh so mindful that, prepare as we will, all we have is today.

 

 

 

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