“Live each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit,
and resign yourself to the influences of each.”
– Henry David Thoreau
It hardly seems possible that the summer season is coming to a close. Our oldest son returns to College tomorrow and the youngest leaves in a week. The house will quiet down. We will no longer be subconsciously waiting up to hear that everyone is home safe. They will resume their lives with their college friends and continue on down the roads they are building. It is hard to let go and at the same time, it is time. They need to go and find their own ways. There is a lot of growing up to do out there!
I have been quite scattered lately. Feels like bits and pieces all over the place. It has been very hot and humid and life gets quite crazy on Martha’s Vineyard during the month of August. It is a test of patience, sanity and nerves dealing with throngs of tourists, traffic and the heat. And then, it is over, things quiet down and the seasons shift to a slower pace. It all seems to happen quite unexpectedly, and yet, it happens every year pretty much the same way. It just doesn’t seem possible that this time of change is already creeping up on us.
The commission work is going well. I shipped my piece for the Twitter 140 Art show at the Grandon Art Gallery. I have an opening this Saturday on Martha’s Vineyard at the Cousen Rose Gallery that coincides with a book signing by Gwen Ifill that I am thrilled about. The Island is quite abuzz with excitement because an important family from Washington DC will be vacationing on the Vineyard starting this weekend as well. There are fireworks and the annual Ag Fair, and our boys are leaving. It is all a part of the end of the season, changes are on the way, I will breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign myself to the influences of each change.
Painting is available.