Actually, these beautiful meyer lemons were a gift from my friend Pam. Yellow is such a welcome color this time of year in the otherwise black and white landscape. They reminded me of a big yellow painting I did a number of years ago. It was actually started in Baltimore, where I was living at the time, and then finished in California, where I lived before moving here to Maine. The painting is aptly named Moving. Depicted in the painting are paths of flight, wings, homes and plots of land. It is full of the ever present sun of California-which proved to be too much to take, hence the move back east.
but I'd love a little sunshine today...
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