It was Robert Burns who wrote, "The best laid schemes o' mice an' men / Gang aft agley." And so goes my painting this summer. Although the house is half-clothed in a coat of color both old and new, my time of personal discovery has remained. It's form is different. Less pondering of brushing and scraping and a little bit more travel than previously anticipated. Travel and work, both of which for I am grateful.We're in the middle of July and the temperatures are soaring. I don't mind the postponement. Now that I am home for a spell, I imagine I will garden a bit more, indulge 'Clem, and enjoy the cool tile floor on my bare feet. The heat dulls me but the monsoon is upon us. I'll defer now to John Steinbeck and let the trip take me.
