
Months and months of dark skies, blowing snow, icy walkways — and then BLAMMO! Spring is here! Birdies are singing! Daffodils are blooming — 2000 of them in my yard. Their happy, yellow faces wave and bob over shoots of bright green grass. Prettier, more colorful birds come to the bird feeders. I am doing cartwheels of joy (in my mind). Yes, of course, I must paint them! I snagged this horribly-expensive silk scarf at an upscale resale shop and knew I’d have to use it in a painting. Garish? Well, my dear, as they say, beige is the color of death.…