Coffee with Taco

Today was a quiet day. In the morning we buried Taco’s remains in a sunny spot in our back yard, next to the chairs we sit in when the Al Fresco Art Club actually meets in the fresh air. Afterwards I was felt a flood of emotions arise. Years of memories overwhelmed me. Everywhere I look inside the house and out, I remember the simple pleasure of his company.

In the afternoon I spent some hours working on my part-time job, which will be coming to an end on May 20. I’ll be working part-time again starting in September. I’ll have three months to finish The Butterfly that Airlifted a Burro over the Border Wall. After that I’ll be starting book three in the series, which has a working title of The Burro Who Escaped from the Circus.

Today I ordered a Cintiq 22. I’m stoked about that. My Huion has been grating on my nerves for too long. I’ll sell it on Ebay.

Family Time Is A Priority

Today I spent my time with my family. They come first, always. I tried to work on my children’s picture book, but I was unable to focus my thoughts on my work. On the Art front, I doodled.

My part-time job starts March 22 and goes for eight weeks…maybe. “Maybe” because the company I’m working for, which has thousands of real live customers every day, may close down if the Plague strikes the city where I’ll be working.