Country Woman Studio

Never Mind the Mess…


“Is the spring coming?” he said. “What is it like?”

“It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine…”

Frances Hodgson Burnett
“The Secret Garden”


Early early…
the light is coming over the hills,
bringing green into view.


trees at

A lovely yellow light that makes everything shimmer for just a moment.
Like shining thru a thousand tiny water drops,
all is magnified to it’s essence.

Cherry Trees orchard in green pastures

English walnuts stand in front of the eucalyptus grove.


countrywomanpaints-petaluma river to bay

The bay in morning light following a full day and night of blessed downpours.

one narcissus with many more Offering of the Deepest Luscious Green of Early Spring

time is my time is our
time for springtime is love time
and viva sweet love

(all the merry little birds are
flying in the floating in the
very spirits singing in
are winging in the blossoming)

lovers go and lovers come

but any two are perfectly
alone there’s nobody else alive

(such a sky and such a sun
i never knew and neither did you
and everybody never breathed
quite so many kinds of yes)

not a tree can count his leaves
each herself by opening
but shining who by thousands mean
only one amazing thing

(secretly adoring shyly
tiny winging darting floating
merry in the blossoming
always joyful selves are singing)

sweet spring is your
time is my time is our
time for springtime is lovetime
and viva sweet love.
e.e. cummings

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male bluebirds
Blue Birds

Blue Birds Chat


Blue bird nest box

Stuffed Blue Bird Box


As you can see, they’ve been busy. Again… !


They’ve laid a late winter clutch of eggs despite it’s crowded with the messy nests from the previous clutches.

Apparently mom and dad could care less they need to do a little housecleaning!
What happened to “nesting” prior to baby coming?

So already they are busy duplicating themselves. I’m embarrassed for them most of the year excepting cold, wet weather, when they are definitely less inclined for romance.
The weather’s been rather pleasant so… why not? It’s icy cold but no matter. I guess they keep themselves warm in that box.
And there’s more bluebirds everywhere.
Now that’s a lovely thing.

In order to make progress, there is only NATURE,
and the eye is turned through contact with her.
Paul Cezanne


When I first moved here 2 decades ago, there were none! Now it is rare to glance out a window that I don’t see at least one…Usually two! Later in the fountain, we might see half a dozen!


male bluebirds

The Boys


We must be doing something right! I hope the Bird Research Dept. from Sonoma State University sees this since it was they who first told me the Western Blue Birds had disappeared from the Sonoma Mountains. I decided to try to do something about that…
{I have western blue bird nest boxes all over the place… they REALLY work!}

Next I want to try owl boxes!


Screech Owl


Tho they have a perfectly good barn, they are very territorial and so there aren’t many in it. And there aren’t many barns anymore. We could use more owls on the ranch to help control rodents. And I love that lovely haunting sound only owls can make as they call to each other.

Ah, I digress… Often!



A Girl



birds eye view from meal worm feeder + nest


Enjoy the day as these blue birds do, a moment at a time ~
Being in each moment as it comes to you.
And I shall do the same~

blue bird babes


three birds on wire

two blues, one fat dove on a wire 🙂



We live in a rainbow of chaos. Paul Cezanne



CountryWomanStudio by L.Adelaide Scott, ©2017. All rights reserved.
gouache+watercolor painting by l.a.scott

Vineyard + Pastures

Vineyard + Pastures

Vineyard + Pastures in Winter


Vineyard Winter

The Sun Appears!!!
I have missed you, sun!




“Life is short and we have never too much time for gladdening the hearts of those who are travelling the dark journey with us.
Oh be swift to love, make haste to be kind.”
― Henri-Frédéric Amiel

Art, Photography and Text by L.Adelaide Scott, ©2017. All rights reserved.
painting space

Moon Woman

I am very weary lately.

My body has been behaving badly. Chronic illness never lets you forget you cannot reach what you cannot find. It is a lonely place where the one who is ill is often invisible or good at pretending everything is fine. However… No thing is fine. I have a complex mess of autoimmune diseases. As I age, I get more because my immune system is not doing what it was designed to do.
HEAL the body!

frida kahlo painting body cast

Frida Kahlo once said she painted her pain upon her body casts because she had to. I understand.
As time went on to it’s inevitable destination, she said she did not need feet as she had wings to fly.
Fly she did…

A new immune disorder has emerged this past few years. Asthma.  The diagnosis explains much of what has plagued me for decades.
Mast Cell Activation Disorder/disease/syndrome.(they haven’t decided at last check)

With this comes a hematologist, allergist, pulmonary specialist, cardiologist, GI doctors, neurosurgeons(degenerative discs), oral surgeon …  As life would have it, my doctor of 20+ years retired last year to sail the Pacific. And he is. His departure led me down a rabbit hole. I didn’t have the heart nor energy to find another doctor in my journey toward some semblance of health. I was tired with little money to spend out of pocket. It was difficult and grim to face so many unexpected, troubling obstacles AND find another doctor to take his place. I did nothing for a year and more.

Life goes on,
la dee dah…

Any blood disorder involving the white blood cells isn’t good… Continue Reading

Mallard Duck with Babies
Spring Flowers

Narcissus blooming in breaks between rain

Spring Flowers

There are obvious advantages to endless days of rain – like an end to a long drought in California – and wildflowers starting to pop up in the 70 degree weather.


Wild Callas amongst the wisteria

Wild Callas amongst the wisteria


Gratitude is the Heart’s Memory~
French Proverb


Rain storm

Rain storm

A great big downpour!


duck duck goose

duck duck goose

And the vineyards wake up.
To us, it’s always too soon for a much needed break to come to an end… again!
Especially when the wet weather has kept us from getting any garden chores started! STARTED… how about finished? I think not… At least not for now.

I really need a gardener because as I get older and farmer also goes in the same direction, well, we’re starting to potter around and never get nearly enough accomplished.

Well, we did get a few of the end of season blackberries because farmer loves them in anything with baked dough in it… of course!

Blackberries + The Farmer

Blackberries + The Farmer

This is a photo of a vineyard that is halfway thru pruning. I’ve gotten tired of making wreaths with all the cuttings, with several laying around “drying” in the rain!


Vineyard Pruning

Vineyard pruning


There are always flowers for those who want to see them.
Henri Matisse