Believe it or not, I'm still alive. And working, if only in baby steps.
These are photos are from this year's volunteer pumpkin patch, grown from a shove of two Halloween pumpkins down the hill after the first frost. We'll see if they have time to become pumpkins. The flowers are huge. If they make it, they'll be ding dong daddies.
In other news, the experiment in varnish glazing was a failure. I'm sanding and applying thin layers of paint to try to overcome that particular moment of errant experimentation. Pro (or novice) tip: if you try putting clear layers between layers of paint, don't use a spray varnish. It doesn't work. The alternative would be to use a brush on version, which I am told is very difficult to apply evenly. It still sounds like a great idea, but I'm not sure I'm up to the fuss. So, I am abandoning it. Maybe it would work better in oil.
The good news is, I still sort of like the painting. Which, these days, is at least something.
