Tag: ECS
Bon Voyage
I plan to scan the sketchbooks kept during our six weeks in France. Here’s the first page, from the day of departure. Eventually they will all be up on my website. (click image twice for largest size)
Until we meet again
A traditional blessing, along with a page from my Ireland sketchbook. Happy St. Patrick’s Day, everyone.
May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
the rains fall soft upon your fields,
and, until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.
—Irish blessing
Simone
Birthday Girl
It’s hard to believe that our baby girl turns fourteen today. The chubby-kneed toddler has evolved into a slim, graceful long-legged young lady. However, she’s still her sweet, smart, funny, and beautiful self—and Bunny still sleeps on her bed.
Eileen
Visiting the Frye
Exploring Seattle.
Inside/Outside
Our room at the Seattle B&B. Over many years of traveling I’ve developed a habit of sketching a rather skewed bird’s eye view of rooms where we stay. I apologize for the upside-down-ness, which is easier to view in a sketchbook than on screen. But maybe you have an iPad…
Trish & Jason
Seattle/Pike Place Market
Coincidentally, this is also the day that Julia Archibold Holmes became the first woman to reach the top of Pikes Peak, in 1858. But Pike Street in Seattle is named for ditch-digger Harvey Pike, not explorer Zebulon. For a sketch and a story, please see Mountain Woman.
Up in the Air
In Memoriam
When my daughter was eighteen months old, our family made a visit to the American cemetery at Epinal in eastern France, where my Uncle Doug, a WWII pilot, is buried. For reasons mysterious to us (she didn’t really talk much until age three), she left our side to make her own private pilgrimage among the tombstones, kissing each one before moving on to the next.
A Field Trip for Moms
If you have not yet visited Tudor Place in Washington, DC, and the mothers in your life (perhaps including yourself) are fans of garden walks/historic houses/afternoon tea, you may want to add it to your Expeditions list. Built in 1816 by Martha Washington’s granddaughter, Tudor Place sits on, unbelievably, five (5!) acres in the middle of Georgetown, and is a green, flowery and bird-filled retreat from the busy surrounding streets.
I post this sketch today because Tudor Place was one of our three-generation (grandmother-mother-daughter) destinations when my mother was still with us, and every visit is a lovely, though poignant, reminder. Happy Mothers Day, Mom, and all you mothers out there. May your day hold flowers and bird-song.
Justin