I love August. I love how the light turns golden and plump, like the word August itself. I love the hot colors of the flowers in the garden and of the vegetables I buy at the farmers' market, too. August is quiet. Butterflies in the day and fireflies at night float in the quiet air.
On August Sundays, we eat a special breakfast made by my husband---fresh eggs, preserves, and fruit from the farmers. The dog naps. The cat naps. 
I'm working on paintings behind the scenes, acrylic paintings on my water theme. I leave for Iceland in a few days. I'll see you before I go. Sweet August dreams to you.
I love summer too, but my August is freezing cold with the flu to match. I am longing and longing for summer, and love to see the beautiful summer colours in your paintings. My Arabella sleeps with her paw over here eyes like that too.
Posted by: Quirkyartist | August 23, 2008 at 02:03 AM
perfect sketches from a perfect day!
Posted by: Jan | August 21, 2008 at 06:43 AM
Thank you so much, kind commenters! Wish you could all come to Iceland with me! Kslaughter, I did not use waterbrush pens for the top painting. Problemchildbride,thank you especially for your comment about my text here. Coming from you, that's a compliment to be treasured.
Posted by: Laura | August 20, 2008 at 09:45 PM
Beautiful drawings and colors: I especially love the colors in the jam jar! I have wanted to go to Iceland since reading Niall's Saga in HS! I look forward to seeing your painting and sketches from your trip! What a treat it'll be!
Posted by: laura s. | August 19, 2008 at 08:13 PM
"I love how the light turns golden and plump, like the word August itself."
What a gorgeous thing to say. Beautiful words and lovely, lovely images, Laura. A real delight.
Posted by: problemchildbride | August 19, 2008 at 01:22 PM
Lovely as always. Have a wonderful trip! Iceland's one of those places I'd like to visit, too.
Posted by: Chris Bonney | August 19, 2008 at 09:02 AM