is what I needed today - and I was delighted to find an original watercolor card in my mail. It was from a friend of mine; her 89 year old mother painted it. This scan doesn't do it justice - but the original is lovely. I am very pleased to add it to my small, but growing collection of original art that I've been given over the years. I am planning on putting it in a black frame with a white mat - I like to keep things simple. My friend Ariela once asked me why all the frames on my prints are black - or at least dark - and I explained that I like the fact that a plain frame fades away and we only see the art. She has since started to rethink her fondness for intricate picture frames.
Poor Ray was towed to Venice today; it's quite a long drive down there, but I am very thankful for AAA and my towing plan. They are going to check him over and let me know the diagnosis - which may not even be a dead engine computer. I'm trying not to get worked up about this situation again - so I keep looking at the sailboats and the calmness of the water. Mind over matter!