A Fawn at Dawn

A Fawn at Dawn Watercolor 6x10 140lb Saunders Cold Press

A Fawn at Dawn Watercolor 6×10 140lb Saunders Cold Press

A fawn
I named John
was on the lawn
at dawn.

I yawned,
turned the lights on,
and like a phenomenon,
he was gone.

The beauty of nature
and new life
never ceases to
amaze me
no matter how often
I witness it.

Morning memories…
Cherishing the moments…
at life in between.

Cheers & Hugs,
Jodi

Just a quick little fun splashing some paint on Saturday afternoon in the sunshine after awaking that morning to the sight of two fawns on our front lawn.

A Duck Named Chuck

Chuck the Duck Watercolor 8x10 140lb Fabriano Cold Press

Chuck the Duck Watercolor 8×10 140lb Fabriano Cold Press

 

There once was a duck
named Chuck
who never really had much luck.

When a tempestuous storm struck,
he was stripped of his cluck.

It really did suck,
and he felt like a schmuck.

But not one to pass the buck,
he simply smiled and said,
“Oh F……..antastic!”

Cheers & Hugs,
Jodi

Just a little fun with negative watercolor painting and silly rhyming!

A Rare Hare with Flair

A Hare with Flair Watercolor 8x10 Saunders Cold Press

A Hare with Flair Watercolor 8×10 Saunders Cold Press

I found some time this past weekend
to splash some paint.

Once again inspired by the genius of
 Andrew Geeson’s loose watercolor painting,

I painted this
rare,
bare
hare
with flair
that I dare
to share
if you care
to stare
or glare.

Cheers & Hugs,
Jodi

A Ghost in the Tree

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A Ghost in the Tree
(A bit of Silly… Poetry)

Do you agree
with me?
Do you see
a ghost in the tree?

On a carefree
walk of sightsee,
it caused a teeny
bit of anxiety.

But Charlie in his chivalry
helped me gain clarity
and guaranteed
it was but a tree.

Such pedigree
to disagree
and decree
it must be too much coffee.

It was a beauty.
Could it be
a chickadee
or chimpanzee?

Whoppee
and Yippee
for a tree designee
of imaginative jubilee!

Cheers & Hugs,
Jodi

The Road Taken

Spring in Mars

japonica snow

Spring in Mars
is a little confused.

The beautiful Japonica
that yesterday looked like
it was playing the harmonica

now thinks it is time
to celebrate Hanukkah
with Veronica
and drink a gin and tonica!


Just a little silliness
to cherish the moments
that nature throws our way
each and every day.

Cheers & Hugs,
Jodi

PS – How many words can you think of that rhyme with Japonica ?

Gold Finch Mountains to Climb

gold finch watercolor card

After painting Spooky earlier this week, I still felt like doing more.

I was on a watercolor roll.

So while the paints and brushes were still out,

I saw a Youtube video by The Frugal Crafter.

Lindsay made painting a gold finch

look like a cinch.

So I made the one above.

Then I felt like Jodi’ing it up a teensy tinch,

which meant loosening it up and splattering a pinch.

So I went at it again – on my own this time.

That’s why this original is having a bit of a bad hair day…

Oh dear…..

I sure have mountains to climb!

gold finch watercolor bad hair day

Cheers & Hugs,

Jodi

A Tale of Two Condiments

#Writing101, Day Seven: Give and Take:

Today’s assignment is to focus our post on the contrast between two things. The twist? Write the post in the form of a dialogue.

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As I contemplated today’s assignment, I considered the first things that came to mind:  men and women, my two boys, old and new, young and old, black and white… Then I noticed this all-time favorite photo from years ago staring at me from the corner table, and I knew exactly what I was going to write.  Enjoy this little diversion from the “usual” at life in between.

ketchup and mustard

Halloween 1991 – Jake just turned 4, Nick 19 months

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Long ago on a tabletop far, far away,

A battle began that continues today.

Who will win the ultimate Victory Cup?

Will it be Mustard?  Or will it be Ketchup?

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“I am surely the King,” boasted Ketchup.  “Kids love me best.”

“They pour me on hot dogs and french fries with zest.”

“You know my friend, Mustard, I’m their favorite request.”

 

“How silly you are,” replied Mustard unimpressed.

“Nary a pretzel – hard or soft – could exist without me,” he pressed.

“A bratwurst or corn dog would be so suppressed,”

“without the complex spiciness I so richly possess.”

 

Which one wins your vote?  Which one wins the test?

In the greatest of battles and longest running contest?

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“If you were only allowed one,” I asked Marty.  “Which would it be?”

“Mayonnaise – that is easy!”

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Men!

Cheers & Hugs,

Jodi