I love a good stormy night. The window sashes knock around and the streetlight casts these very dramatic, dancing-tree-limb shadows inside the bedroom. I wake up enough to wish we had a metal roof to hear the rain on - a sound I find deeply comforting. In our house, powerful dreams always roil up in these conditions... Often dark ones, but last night, I got to walk down a dirt road in Vermont and wonder at all the heavily laden citrus trees (grapefruit-sized, pear-shaped blood oranges!). I've had similar dreams before, about Vermont (in real life, we hope to move there soon)... We drive there, and it is magically warmer - the leaves haven't fallen, but are just beginning to turn, and it's 70 degrees out.
In other news... A belated but heartfelt thank you to Summer of the beautifully curated blog Design is Mine for her kind mention of my artwork, and to FitPregnancy for recommending my bad woodchuck as good nursery art. And a note to locals: If you haven't already been there, Lyn Carey's shop, Earth and Wears, is so much fun! Lyn has a whole lot of enthusiasm and a really vibrant, energetic style, and I'm very happy my prints are now included in her selection of "handmade lovelies." The store is on Main Street in Dallas, PA.