Bad News

2/26/15 Thursday in Wildwood, FL (Alliance Coach: Repairs)

We got the bad news that, even though our motor had arrived this morning, they can’t do the repairs (fridge and dryer) until Monday. What happened to our penciled in appointment? Apparently the scheduler didn’t realize it would be for a minimum of 3 hours work. Sigh. Must be flexible. Must also call the Chattahoochee Post Office (where our vehicle registration and tabs are waiting in General Delivery) to ask them to hold that mail. 10 days is the limit, we understand. We had planned to leave Chattahoochee Monday. Since we need to reach San Antonio before the end of March, this means lots more quick stops as we drive there.

I did get our laundry for the week done, then we got talking with our neighbor until lunch. Got a few to do list things accomplished as well, including making/canceling reservations, then some reading and wonderful phone time with my sister.

A blast from the past (February 2014 at Bok Tower Gardens); Bad news is NOT fun.

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About Patricia Elser

I've always loved the loose, flowing, transparent look of watercolors, of Chinese paintings and their calligraphy, but alas, no watercolor classes were available when I was in school, so that interest remained buried until my children were grown. Even then, I was afraid that I couldn't really paint, so upon my sister's advice, I actually started to take classes. I signed up for every class available, determined to learn no matter how afraid I was. I came upon a teacher, Stan Miller, who inspired me, who opened the door to success in watercolor. I love to look at beautiful images. I want to capture them forever. All my life, photography was how I gathered images of the beauty I saw. Thanks to all that photography, I enjoy composing pictures, especially up close. Watercolors allow me to add more of me in their translation of that beauty. My paintings reflect my love for music and dance, with their rhythm and flow. I am fascinated by the play of light, so it appears in my pictures as drama for they are filled with darks and lights. Maybe it's the challenge, maybe it's the beauty, but now, when a work comes together, it fills my soul.
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