While chatting with Mom

The extreme heat has forced me to grab the sketch bag with my water colors in it.
I just can't lug my French easel and oils in this heat.
And there is something about water colors that for me have a cooling affect .
I am enjoying the simplicity and the challenge, of working with watercolors being pushed to think in a different realm is always mind stretching.
I have made new friends and explored a new part of the city that I would have never thought to do. Bringing them to the nursing home. I have gained some more confidence along with giving mom a chance to watch me work . Or should I say , me the pleasure of working for her.
Expanding ...... Always good.
But how I do miss my oils .