A Whiskey Barrel Harley, Tile Painting, and Spring Blooms

We saw this Harley on the way to the post office yesterday.  (sorry about the glare from the windshield) I've never seen a Harley decked out like this before - it is quite unique.  

Yesterday was a tile painting class in the activities center.  Well, I can't paint, I am not artistic in any sense, but it looked like it might be fun.  Wine and snacks to be provided and a room full of women making art.  It was fun once I relaxed and decided it didn't matter what I produced.  There were some weird ones, some ugly ones, and there were some actual works of art at the end of the afternoon.  The medium was alcohol paint on a white floor tile.  Weird stuff.  The paint is thin and runny and if you put a drop of alcohol on it, even more so.  You swirl it around and make colors.  Once you're done, then you stare at it and see if you can see any images and then you outline them with a gold or silver sharpie.  The instructor told us some people make thousands of dollars for their alcohol artwork.  Yeah, right!   It was messy, good for lots of laughs, and for meeting people.  So, here are my feeble attempts at art.  Rog thought my prickly pear was a strawberry when I brought it home.  Just now, looking at my photo of the tile, he recognized my cactus!  Even said it was "modernistic art."  

Prickly Pear in Bloom

Whatever You See - That's What It Is!

Speaking of flowers in bloom, I spotted this little cactus on my walk this evening.  Spring is coming!  

Rog had a frustrating day today - could find no where in Coolidge or Florence that can do an oil change on a diesel.  Looks like we will have to make a trip to Casa Grande next week.

Tomorrow we are off to the races!  Really - quarter horse races in Tucson.  We went years ago when we were in the area and it was lots of fun.  Bright colors on the jockeys and horses, beautiful horses, and a fun day out.  I'll take my $20 and make some $2 bets and just have a good time!  Lona is checking on Maggie so we don't have to worry about hurrying home.