This is a painting my husband did recently. I found this frame around the house but I want to get a better one.
I think some of my love of flowers is rubbing off on him. He paints all kinds of things - still lifes, portraits, copies of famous paintings. These are some of the tiny climbing roses in our yard. I love this picture.
Mother's Day was full of adventure. We visited the Disney Family Museum in San Francisco. I could have spent all day there but I spared my family. Of course I had to stop in the gift shop. It was lovely. Jewelry and posters and art supplies and Little Golden Books. I could have stayed in there all day as well. My son was hovering a bit while I shopped. I remarked on a cute Minnie Mouse clock and laughed about how we haven't had a copy of Dumbo in the house for years. After a while he suggested I go see what Drama Girl was making in the art room. While I was visiting her, my son reappeared with my husband and the kids handed over the following little gift:
I had to laugh. Way to go with the covert operations! The story came out that they had been looking for a copy of Dumbo for the past week but had been unsuccessful. All's well that ends well. Remind me the next time I'm in a gift shop to admire all the expensive jewelry.
The day finished up with a trip to see The Great Gatsby. I really liked it, although I kept remembering the Robert Redford version, which made me feel kind of old. I don't like seeing remakes of movies that came out in my lifetime. It's like I'm overdue for a remake.