Today I started another watercolor class. It's been a few years since I tried to paint, so I'm a little rusty, to say the least, but it was so much fun. Three hours went by like 3 minutes! I don't know what it is, because I'm really not very good. I try to make my colors bright and clear, but they always seem to turn into mud. I usually end up spending more time removing the paint than I do putting it on, but it's very relaxing. Luckily we didn't have to finish today. We're working on a fall still-life (pumpkin, gourd, squash, corn, etc.), and we'll finish it up next week. The only part I don't like is that after we finish she has us hold it up to show the class for critique. Not that anyone says anything mean, I just never have liked showing anyone my work. That's why I have never painted in public.
After class I raced over to Leiper's Fork to meet Mary for a bike ride. The streets in Williamson County and surrounding areas are nice and quiet, not much traffic, and in good shape...especially Gray, a street that until recently was all torn up. It was just paved so we turned onto it to cut through to another street, and out of the blue these two dogs (a jack russell and an Akita...huge, scary, big teeth) came out running, nipping at our feet and running all around our bikes. We both started yelling, trying to scare them away, but the big one took a huge chunk out of Mary's leg! We got far enough away to feel safe to get off our bikes, and Mary pulled her shorts away and there were four pretty deep puncture wounds. She called 911 and they sent a policeman, a paramedic, and animal control. They wanted her to go to the hospital, but they didn't want her to drive. She didn't want to 1)go to Williamson County Hospital because the wait would be terrible, or 2)go anywhere in the ambulance. I told her I'd take her wherever she wanted to go, but after the ambulance left she decided she was fine to drive. She went to an outpatient place close by and they took her right away. I felt bad for the dog's owner, but she really needs to make sure the dogs can't get out. That big one was SO scary. Turns out, when animal control came out they said they'd been called out before because the jack russell bit someone. The owner said they normally keep the gate closed, but an employee had left it open. She was very apologetic, and cried a little bit. Luckily, she had all the papers showing rabies shots and things so Mary won't have to go through all that.