Friday, May 17, 2013

May's song


What more is there 
to want...



white apple blossoms


close your eyes and breathe the scent
of May as she tumbles her heavenly
gifts upon your lap.

listen to the whisperings 
of gladness that you're part
of her abundance.



Linger with her awhile,
 for hers is a fleeting beauty...

...everything you need 
is right here.




 field flowers and bird song,
i am alive.



Thursday, May 09, 2013

Wondrous fleeting spring!!


Heavenly shades of blue 
and pink,
ruffled edges beginning
to fade




    


 A glorious spring! I cannot stay indoors.
 Beautiful blossoms that come only for a few
days must be enjoyed right now.

Heavenly Blue Bells!  This year they have multiplied 
into the hundreds!
I enjoy every stage of a flower,
the emerging buds,
the full blown peak of
color and vitality!
and finally..., the bittersweet 
fading of color, still there but with the 
beginnings of brown and dry edges.

Every stage a wonder!!

And also my sweet yellow friend, Gold Finch is here with me. 
How much I love his sweet song I can't begin to tell you.

Much activity in the garden these days. 

Must get ready for planting of vegetables
 and move things around and prune and clean up, and,..and.




                                                                                
 
and later, time for a rest with a simple rustic bread,
toasted with butter and honey.

Have a wonderful spring, filled with birdsong and fragrant blossoms and
simple food.

Friday, May 03, 2013

New paintings for spring




 Emerging from a monochrome
winter,
color finds its way
into new paintings





Forsythia!!!


Cardinals sings overhead


 Violet, a humble beauty.

Friday, April 19, 2013


Some rain,
some flowers,
some birds....,
and the mystery continues.




When the wind blows hard and the rains come and it 
never seems like the sun will shine again,
it is sometimes hard to stay with what is here.

The wind and rain want me to remember, 
that right now is what is happening. 

Every part  plays a role.

Saturday, April 13, 2013

The Watchman waits....



Can you follow? Will you allow yourself to be led?
The watchman waits and leads you through the tunnel,
and there heavenly creatures float
and dreams become reality.

Tonight I was inspired and led to draw the image of 'The Watchman' by artists, Dori Stuffer and
Barbara Beeckmans.



The image above was drawn last year and was not fully
placed until tonight.


An other realm beckons us to follow.

Friday, March 08, 2013

Red,white,brown and gray.


My weekend at the Christ in the Wilderness retreat center was a welcome 
respite from the routines of daily life.
A wonderful place an hour or so west of Rockford IL.
I try to come here a couple times every year.



There are three hermitages at CITW. The one I stayed in is called 
Paul of Tarsus.


This is a place of quiet and reflection.

 I sometimes bring a few well chosen books to read and some
art supplies.

Mostly I come for the solitude.



You can see the bird feeder from the window.

The birds tell other animals that there is fresh food at the feeder.



The deer come but are cautious.











This is the world of these deer and I decide to explore the woods
to get to know them better.




It is easy to follow the trails that the deer frequent in winter.
The lack of foliage on the trees allow me to see deeper.



Here you can see where food is scarce, the deer will often eat the bark off of trees.

There is wind today and I stay in the low areas to keep warm.
In the winter, the bones of the land reveal themselves, and show that
this land has endless rolling hills.





I always enjoy myself here and am always sad to leave. The drive going home
 is never like the drive getting here. 

On this day however, life has another plan for me. The day I was leaving, 
something unexpected happened.
I thought I heard a bird that I had not heard before and scanned the trees to see what bird 
is making this sound. Lo and behold it was not coming from the trees. 

On the ground a few feet away I saw..


a very sweet gray cat with a festering eye that was hungry and alone.

He came to me right away, rubbed his head on my boot and told me that he
would very much like something to eat and in exchange he would be
 happy to accompany me on my ride home.

How could I refuse?



This sweet fellow has been to see the vet and is being treated for 
ear mites and receiving antibiotics for infection to his injured eye.

 He can stay with us as long as he likes, he has not told us his name yet
and soon he will be introduced to my Emma which should be very interesting indeed!