Watercolor doodle painted itself while on a long phone call which came as I set up paints, water and sketchbook. I call this one "Conversations with Hattie". It is nice to listen to a favorite relative with stories to share.
My neighbor and I were admiring my calla lily. She said it's a coronetta (?) in Spanish, blew an imaginary trumpet. I can see the palace guards blowing Calla Lily trumpets as Cinderella emerges from her pumpkin coach.
Alas, my lilies have not returned after gravel was put down.
Long Beach's grand dame, Villa Riviera Hotel, built 1927 as coop apartments, on the corner of Ocean and Alamitos, faces downtown and acts as hostess to Shoreline Drive, access down to the marina and beach.
Sketched giant nasturciums that climbed my fence, then added the Villa a few days later, two skyscrapers.
Springtime in an urban setting can be like a scavenger hunt, keeping an eye out for a bit of greenery. In this instance, it was some red blotchy leaves on the sidewalk that came home to be painted. Watercolor and pen in a moleskine.