Paradise doesn't have to be tropical. -Winter
Somewhere deep within the tree of winter there is still the life that produced last spring's beautiful leaves. -Madame Jeanne Guyon
“For me, the camera is a sketch book, an instrument of intuition and spontaneity.” ― Henri Cartier-Bresson Believe it or not, this started out as a photo of a feathered Christmas tree. Sometimes I just don't know where my art is going to take me until I arrive at the destination. The joy is in the... Continue Reading →
No wonder you're late. Why this watch is exactly 2 days slow. -Alice in Wonderland The End of Daylight Savings Time = The Longest Day of the Year
A rose looks grey at midnight, but the flame is just asleep. And steel is strong because it knows the hammer and white heat. -Johnny Cash
A brooding calm in all the air, A dreamy quiet everywhere... A golden glow to light the day That fades in purple mists away— This soothing calm, this presence bright, October's sweet and mellow light. ~Phebe A. Holder, "A Song of October"
“Energy and motion made visible – memories arrested in space” ― Jackson Pollock [glass block abstract]
Bachelor's Button The wildflower seeds I planted back in May are starting to bloom. As it turns out, I didn't spread too many seeds and just the right amount have decided to take root (hooray for heavy handing it!) Among the first to blossom are the Bachelor Buttons - such sweet little things in glorious... Continue Reading →
Dragonflies are reminders that we are light and we can reflect light in powerful ways if we choose to do so. ― Robyn Nola
And the shower of roses spun around me, inviting me to take part in their ever-present waltz. ― Gina Marinello-Sweeney
Here are sweet peas, on tiptoe for a flight; With wings of gentle flush o'er delicate white, And taper fingers catching at all things, To bind them all about with tiny rings. - John Keats
Summer breeze, makes me feel fine, blowing through the jasmine in my mind. - Seals and Crofts Absolutely beautiful evenings around here lately - warm air, gentle breezes and beautiful sunsets. Pure happiness.
I will have me a symphony of coloring. I will enmesh me in the noon sun's gold and wind about me the moonlight's silver sheen. I will dream in a gown made of the haze of a summer evening twilight, and I will have robe on robe of the sky's deep blue, and I will... Continue Reading →
Lovers forever face to face My city your mountains Stay with me stay I need you to love me I need you today Give to me your leather Take from me my lace. - Leather & Lace, Stevie Nicks & Don Henley So it was 8:30 this evening before I realized I hadn't taken a... Continue Reading →
Eat food. Not too much. Mostly plants. - Michael Pollan I'm trying my hand at growing lettuce this season. I bought a bowl of pre potted mixed greens at the nursery, and placed it outside on my back porch. Hasn't died yet. So far so good.
I decided that if I could paint that flower in a huge scale, you could not ignore its beauty. - Georgia O'Keefe
The warmly cool, clear, ringing, perfumed, overflowing, redundant days, were as crystal goblets of Persian sherbet, heaped up—flaked up, with rose-water snow. - Herman Melville, Moby Dick
Tis the land where the columbines grow, Overlooking the plains far below, While the cool summer breeze in the evergreen trees Softly sings where the columbines grow. - A.J. Finn
Who would have thought it possible that a tiny little flower could preoccupy a person so completely that there simply wasn't room for any other thought. - Sophie Scholl
Wild thing, you make my heart sing, You make everything groovy, Wild thing, I think I love you. - The Troggs
People from a planet without flowers would think we must be mad with joy the whole time to have such things about us. ~Iris Murdoch
Blessed are they who see beautiful things in humble places where other people see nothing. ― Camille Pissarro A field of humble dandelions, transformed through photography and 'paint'. (original iPhone photo below)
Here, in the garden at night, it is another world, strange and yet friendly and familiar, never frightening. There is such quietness, such sweetness, such refreshment. Close your eyes. Breathe in again, smell everything mingled together, flowers and earth and leaves and grass. Smell the night. Listen. Nothing at all. Silence, rushing like the sea... Continue Reading →
The smell of moist earth and lilacs hung in the air Like wisps of the past and hints of the future. - Margaret Millar Ahhhhh, lilacs - my favorite spring flower. Each year I look forward to those few glorious weeks when their sweet, heady scent fills the air. It is the very essence of... Continue Reading →