Don't you just love it when for no reason at all you receive a gift out of the blue?
Earlier today, the postal carrier knocked on my front door and when I went to answer it, I found a mailing tube with my name on it. I hadn't ordered anything, so I didn't know what could be in it, but it has been my experience that good things come in tubes. The IRS has never sent me a notice in a tube and I've never received a past due notice in that form of packing, either.
Next I saw that it was from my good friend, Fran. Over the years Fran has been a friend, teacher, mentor and sister plein air painter. Just recently she visited my studio and we had lunch together. I remembered one of the many topics of our terrific conversation that day and the fact that she's doing a major "clean-out" of her house and I began to suspect just what might be in the tube.
The first thing I saw on the papers that I slipped out of the tube was a note from Fran:
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| "Hey Kris! Have fun with these. Hugs, Fran (P.S. make me something) |
And I was delighted to unroll the papers and discover old maps and charts.
Now for you landlubbers, a chart is a nautical map. They are never, never called maps. Ever. Just like, on a boat, ropes are never, never called ropes, they're called lines... but I digress.
And to make them even better, there are even some handwritten notes on the maps! That's just too good to be true!
I am beyond
delighted to have received these and can't wait to incorporate them in
my artwork. And, of course, I'll make something for Fran!
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| This red arrow marks where we used to keep our boat when we had the 32' Silverton and Fran and I have painted here together. The red arrow is not really on the map. I just added that with Photoshop. |