Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Such A Morning

I have to tell you that I'm about as happy as a girl can be right now. It's not even noon and I've had wonderful people over for breakfast and and that was lovely and fine and we ate outside and now they've gone and Mr. Moon has left for Alabama and I've nothing, nothing in this world I have to do.
I have a kitchen full of dishes but so what? I have all day to do them if I want. All day to do whatever it is I want. I can just sit outside for an entire lazy afternoon and watch the teenbaby chicks scratching in the dirt if that's what I want to do. I let them out today and they're just having a good time, doing what chickens do.

The people who came over this morning are our neighbors on Dog Island. Well, they live there part time. The wife of this couple is a Big Deal at a university in South Carolina and honestly, I hardly know her, but somehow I feel as if we grew up together. Like she already knows all my secrets and I know hers even though of course we don't. But that's just a detail, you know?
The man, her husband, is named Roger Leonard and he's a very, very fine artist. Here's his website. 

And they came over this morning not just for breakfast, but to complete a deal. They needed a new vehicle for the island and had gone to Mr. Moon to help them find one. And Mr. Moon had been longing and lusting after a painting that Roger had done which has our house on the island in it. And so, Mr. Moon did something I never thought he'd do. He fixed up his old, beloved Suburban and he traded that to Roger for the painting.

You know, you can be married to someone for twenty-eight years and never be able to predict something like that happening. And yet- Roger drove off in the Suburban a few minutes ago and his painting is now on our wall. Not in the place it needs to be hung. We have to figure that out. But it's there, it's on our wall, and I am amazed.

Mr. Moon cried a little bit when Roger drove off. Don't tell him I told you that.
And I cried when Roger brought his painting in. For some damn reason, every time I see one of Roger's paintings, I cry. I can't help it. Is this the definition of art?
Maybe for me it is.

You can't tell from the picture but it's a very large painting. I think it's called Moon Rise and you can see the moon there, and it's the Moon house, you know, and's perfect.

There's the little house, tucked over there in the corner, hidden in the dunes and pines. Just like it really is. 

He painted it at low tide and the birds are fishing and looking for the delicious things the flats reveal when the bay draws down.

It is so beautiful to me. I can't believe it's hanging in this house.
And I can't believe Mr. Moon made it happen. That Suburban meant a lot to my husband. He loves cars and trucks and he's loved this one for a long, long time. I can't tell you how many trips to the coast we've driven in that thing with the kids, hauling the boat.
And before he gave it over to Roger, he went over it with a fine-toothed comb. That old truck is in better shape than it's ever been. All the windows work, the CD player works, the engine's running smooth, the AC is pumping cold air. It'll have to be barged over to the island and then it'll be there and we'll see it every time we go over. So it's not really gone. And Roger insisted that we keep a set of keys so that if our Jeep over there has a problem, we can use the Suburban. That's sort of how Dog Island works. People share and step up and help each other. You have to. You want to.

So. What a morning. Pancakes and eggs and sausage outside in the glory with good friends and a trade that makes everyone very, very happy. Roger's got his truck and we've got a piece of beautiful art we can look at any time of a place we love so much. Sky and dunes and birds and the moon. The water and the pines and a little yellow house, all painted true.

And me here now, in the peace and quite, the doors open to the day, my world framed in green and light. I might just get those dishes washed and go take a nap. And then get up and go watched the chickens because they'll still be scratching.

Life in Lloyd today. It's very, very good.


  1. Sweetness! That's all I have to say cuz I gotta go look at art now......

  2. Oh wow, that is beautiful and so is the story. Enjoy all your free-time today. Those kinds of days are the best.

  3. just when you think the dickheads are taking over the world, something like this happens.
    when it works out, it really works out.

  4. That man loves you Ms Moon... He's a keeper! I am happy with your being happy. Wonderful...

  5. Beautiful! I feel like I'm there! I have to remember to talk to you and Mr. Moon about going out there to work on my dissertation sometime next spring.

  6. Excellent trade! I like your definition of art, and I like the way your Mr. thinks. Beautiful painting, it was meant to belong to the Moons.
    Have a great day, hope you let those dishes sit a while.

  7. The detail you pulled out of the painting to show are as stunning as the painting. The sum of the parts is great.

  8. Beautiful work! And aren't days like this just the best, when you've had intense and enjoyable human contact and then you have the downtime to just be. Perfect.

  9. Oh bog how wonderful it is to have ART that you love love love. If I had money I would buy art instead of clothes instead of food.

    Yay Mr Moon!!!!!!!!!!!!

  10. Oh, wow. Before I scrolled down and saw your painting, I went to his website and spent a bit of time there. Oh, wow.

    And now that painting. What a wonderful deal all around (although I certainly wouldn't be satisfied getting a Suburban!) -- and that painting! Wow! It's spectacular!

  11. Oh, this is so beautiful a barter, and I think that both vehicle and painting are in the right places, even if their final spots aren't quite figured out. Mr. Moon is such a good guy. Roger is such a good artist, and that's such a sweet Moon painting.

  12. Gotta go and check out his website, that is fine fine art. And a fine day for you all.

  13. He does beautifully detailed work. And that painting with the moon and the Moon house is wonderful. I'm so glad that the Mister made the trade. A good deal I'm thinking.

  14. Denise- Yes. Go look at that art. It is amazing.

    Nicol- It's one of the best of the best kinds. That I know.

    Magnum- The dickheads get all the media attention. And life goes on. Sometimes sweetly.

    Photocat- I know. I do.

    Anna- It can be arranged.

    Mel- They were easy to do. I swear.

    Joanne- I can't believe it's on my wall.

    Angella- EXACTLY! You nailed it. Balance.

    Madame King- He surprises me. Still. And that is one of the reasons I love him so.

    Elizabeth- Roger is amazing. And he is such a wonderful soul. He is quiet and he listens and he sees. I had such a good time showing him my old oak trees today. It was like sharing the sacred. He completely got it.

    Pamela- I am going all over my house wondering where it should finally go. Maybe our room. I want to see it. Really SEE it. Many times a day.

    Bugerlugs- I hope you did.

    Syd- I am thinking too. That Suburban is precious to Mr. Moon. It really is.

  15. What a gift, and how he made it happen... fantastic, which I think you have to be too, for him to make the swap!! as you say that artist is really a proper artist, not like some we can see on walls.... glad you had a good day, and also that your husband is ok after his visit to the hospital... no matter how big they are, we will still worry... all the best, J

  16. Janzi- I know. It really IS a gift of love on all sides. And yes, thank-you, I am so glad that my good man is okay. I worry to pieces when he does this.


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