There is a road …

I woke up this morning thinking about Bob Waldmire. I seem to wake up a lot of mornings thinking about Bob these days, though I’m not sure why.

The afternoon started out warm enough that I thought I might pick up some paint for my car and begin working on my mini-mural of Bob’s VW cruising along Route 66, with Scout waiting patiently beside the road for her old friend to come and pick her up and take her to the Tumbleweed Motel (which will be painted on the other side).

Unfortunately, the sunshine and warmth didn’t hold long, and as I was heading out to buy supplies, the sky began spitting rain.

I scrapped my more elaborate plans but managed to squeeze in a little paintmarker work. I have to go over the letters with silver to make them pop more, but here’s the first coat:

Apologies for the poor photo quality; it was getting dark by the time I finished and took the picture.

In case you can’t read it, the quote is from the song “Ripple.” It says:

“There is a road, no simple highway, between the dawn and the dark of night …”
— The Grateful Dead

Hopefully the weather will get reliably warm in the near future so I can finish this project….

Emily