and the veggies on the counter:
During a sunny interval, we made it to the flea market. My daughter and I came home an old photo of a wedding party, so I painted that too:
Today I taught my Alzheimer's watercolor class. Very quiet. Edith was back, and tho' she does not remember painting "for several years now" she was more confident than when I last saw her. I stayed late while she finished her piece. "Am I keeping you from anything?" "Just grocery shopping." She smiled.Dave dozed through the class. I painted him.
Edith had lovely things to say about it, which I take as a compliment. I love her work, too.
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