Day 21 of 30 – This was a FULL day and I never picked up a paintbrush. But I did present a program about my paintings. And I did observe the “September Skies” as I came and went, thinking about how I would paint them. This, one of my favorites, was painted several years ago. I always notice clouds in September. There is something about the way that the shadows get longer and crisper in September, something about the billowy look of the clouds as they float by, changing shapes as quickly as one realizes that summer is gone! The change in the clouds and atmosphere each September reminds me of a day, thirty seven years ago today, when we stood in a hot cemetery for my mother’s funeral. It was a sad season, with beautiful clouds overhead, clouds that surrounded me with comfort. They still do, today.