A triptych: faith, love, hope. (The original design had three 6x8 panels arranged chronologically with love at the right, but it was unbalanced visually; here the center is 8x8 and the sides 5x8.) The frame is white oak with garnet shellac and black wax.

I spent two and a half hours setting up and breaking down a photo shoot of my booth only to find that the show I was applying for no longer requires a booth photo. (Okay, some of that time was repairs to the tent. Still.) So, here it is.

I just want everyone to know, in the interest of transparency, that my posts here will not be going up in price due to tariffs. You can still read them for free (and be guaranteed your money’s worth).

A beautiful day, so I drove to Cliffs of the Neuse State Park and had a hike. How many more perfect spring days will there be this year? Lovely view of a bend in the Neuse from a few hundred feet up. (“Cliffs” is a relative term in the coastal plain.) Short, fairly easy trails; a lot of people walking dogs. I didn’t take any pictures—green trees, brown water, moss, you know, use your imagination. Nothing dramatic, just a nice regional park, and worth a couple hours in the car to see someplace new.

If it’s a symbol, to hell with it. But if you’re going to have a symbol, you may as well try to make it a good one. (Blessings for Easter.)

Green man.

If you don’t make a mess, how do you know you’ve done any work?

We had no frost last night despite dire warnings, so the Reemay fabric has gone away for another year and the tomatoes are go for spring, I believe. As an adaptation to changing climate, I put them in the ground two weeks ago in hopes of getting solid production before the inevitable heatwave hits, and I’m going to start seeds for a second round to go in about the first of July that will set fruit after the worst heat passes. That’s the plan, anyhow. We shall see how it turns out.