On Tuesdays

My goodness is it already Tuesday? My ranch house kitchen is filled with the smell of beef rump roast. I made fresh bread this morning anticipating the arrival of the men for lunch. I have been painting all morning in between cooking. My painting is of a long horned cow with a pretty little light colored calf. I am enjoying putting the finishing touches on the cactus in the foreground. I am working on shape using a wide variety from simple to weird. I am using light and half tone colors to achieve space and volume. I am working to be better than I am, not someone else. My prayer is for The Lord to help me paint with greatness.
Deep resounding voices of the men can be heard as they file into the mud room to wash before lunch. This is my first warning they are in to eat. Joking and laughing as they clean up, I can tell it has been a good morning. The table is set and the coffee is hot. We are eating our home raised natural beef for lunch. My painting will wait.