April Fool’s Day!

4/1/15 Wednesday in Whitney, TX (Lake Whitney-TT)

The birds decided to come close this morning. I saw a nuthatch and chickadee in the tree just outside our dining room window. We’ve seen bunnies on our walks around dusk as well. So lovely.

After our usual routine I spent the morning at the computer, working on the blog and getting my photos saved and organized, then saving everything onto an external hard drive. John enjoyed the TV and his computer explorations.

After lunch John got ambitious, scrubbing those spots off on the roof (a small portion). He figures it’ll take 18 hours at the least. 😦 Meanwhile I got involved talking with our across-the-street neighbors. Hey, Elsie was confused about how TT works with RPI. Naturally when I returned, John just finished his project. After some TV together, I retired for a small nap while he watched more TV. I can’t believe I’ve felt so tired. I’m thinking it’s my body’s reaction to all this pollen. Maybe from making lots of antihistamine.

When I got up we went for a brisk campground walk (it’s more than 1 mile to the Adult lodge from our coach). Supper was leftovers (quick and simple), then lots of TV until….

April Fools!! Now, John and I are not into pranks and this year we continued our staid position-no pranks. Our power pedestal had something else in mind. At 8:30 our auto gen swept into action, starting our generator. What in the world? Sure enough, we had no power. John checked our pedestal, it read 125-128. Our surge protector had stopped the power, noting the volts were at 133. Whoa – a power surge. Our next door site had no circuit breaker on the pedestal and the next one read 115 volts. Hmm. Must have just been ours. So we kept the generator on to get some A/C and power our batteries for our night of no power. Thanks for the joke, pedestal/surge protector!



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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