Monday, February 20, 2017

Winter Time

Almost to Spring... 

Such a strange Winter this has been.  More 'conflicted' days than 'contented' days. Even my body has felt it, as I've dealt with aches and pains more often than I usually have to.

As I write this, the sun is shining and its above freezing outside.  Perhaps I'm getting a glimpse of the Spring to come.  Perhaps my life will be filled with light instead of darkness as we greet the coming months.  

I suspect that at this time in history I need to make my own bits and pieces of joy and imagination.   I must live in the moment and make each of those small moments count.  
Spring is coming...

"Time, time, time
See what's become of me
While I looked around for my possibilities
I was so hard to please
But look around, leaves are brown
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter..."

Simon and Garfunkle

Monday, February 13, 2017

A Walk In Winter

In spring and summer and fall I don't have to look for beauty.  It surrounds me!  New life, greens and pinks and whites and reds and blues.  My winter view is totally different and I love it.  There are open skies because the trees have lost their leaves.  There is a nip to the air that makes me appreciate my warm and cozy house.  I don't take things for granted in the winter, and that makes me more aware of each day.

A walk in winter is a gift.  Often I am cold and the wind is blowing and things look a bit dreary.  The next day the sun shines through the branches and I notice the dried petals of the Oak Leaf Hydrangea.  If she can stand it outside then certainly I can.

"Nature looks dead in winter because her life is gathered into her heart.  She withers the plant down to the root that she may grow it up again fairer and stronger.  She calls her
family together within her inmost home to prepare them for being scattered abroad upon the face of the earth." - Hugh Macmillan

Monday, February 6, 2017

The Winter Garden

As we delve deeper into winter I spy this beauty outside my studio window.

The Oakleaf Hydrangea never fails me.  From one season to another it gives me beauty while reminding me of time passing. 

When I took this picture the sun was shining, the air cold (but not freezing) and all was right with the world.  Entering a new year, this beautiful plant reminds me that everything has its season and some are able to remain beautiful throughout all four seasons.

"January is the quietest month in the garden...but just because it looks quiet doesn't mean nothing is happening.  The soil, open to the sky, absorbs the pure rainfall, while microorganisms convert tilled-under fodder into usable nutrients for the next crop of plants.  The feasting earth worms tunnel along, aerating the soil and preparing it to welcome the seeds and bare roots to come." - Rosalie Muller Wright, editor of Sunset Magazine 1999

Monday, January 30, 2017


This is a quiet time in the woods for our bird population.  All nested up or having flown to warmer climates it is rare to see many birds around. 

But some flit by once in awhile.  Because they are rarely seen they become even more precious to me.

A bird outlined in a deep blue winter sky, or sitting huddled on the branch of a tree. Definitely winter treasures to be sought.

"Aerodynamically the bumblebee shouldn't be able to fly, but the bumblebee doesn't know that, so it goes on flying anyway". - Mary Kay Ash

Monday, January 23, 2017



"Inspiration" - where does it come from?  What prompts us to look at something and think "YES"?

Some of my favorite sources of inspiration have come from "Somerset Studio" magazine. Looking at the most recent issue, which features the art of Janet Eskridge, has stirred both my heart and my imagination.

While she works in encaustics her use of words and found objects and story just 'zapped' something in me.  Each piece has a beautifully written story.  How can I transfer the feelings I have when looking at her work, into the work that I do?  Especially when they are so different in materials and craft.

"Inspiration" is a perfect word as I go into this new year.  Looking a bit beyond what I'm doing now -- to add to or subtract or substitute.  What wonders lie ahead?  What is your inspiration during these cold winter days and nights?

"We delight in the beauty of the butterfly but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty." - Maya Amgelou


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