This April, I find myself more & more living the art gypsy lifestyle and I like it.
Sometimes I sleep at the studio, I have fashioned a pretty gussied up parlor under this window.
I love being there, finally living in my workspace instead of working in my living space. But I don't actually "live" there, one night I might stay there then get up the next morning and drive out to Union County early to see a man about a horse!
Dad, Bran and I went to meet our ferrier at a farm to look at a little mare. This place had several of everything, critter-wise. They
knew what to spend their money on. I approve of that. They had several peacocks andpeahens. I didn't know that when they strut around showing off their fancy plumage, they shake a tail feather and the whole thing makes a buzzing sound as they vibrate their tail! And this time of year, all the animals on this farm were on the hunt; love is in the air.
I think this is the ferrier's apprentice. I have always loved watching this work. I can trim hooves, and I believe I'd be a whiz on the anvil, but it is
back breaking work. Then again, you get to be around horses and play with metal all day so...you do the math.
My "anvil" is crap. Isn't it beautiful? I covet...This is an anvil:
Then on days when I stay here in Charlotte I get a little reprieve in my favorite cemetery. I was walking through yesterday and took my sketchbook to draw some of the gorgeous decorative motifs. I found not one but two pretty black crow feathers. I took it as a double blessing and an omen of more good things to come.
I am so happy that we're right in the middle of Spring right now. I'm celebrating!
