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I saw recently, a great visual example
of winter slowly giving up its grip when I saw this pond half frozen and half
open water. Or maybe this is a “Before Spring” and “After Spring” example?
However you might interpret this scene, I loved seeing the beautiful
reflections in the water with the warm greens and orange of the trees
contrasting with the cool blue of the sky.
Hoping wherever you are that winter
is giving up its grip. Happy Weekend!
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Showing posts with label paintings of Wisconsin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label paintings of Wisconsin. Show all posts
Friday, April 20, 2018
Upon Reflection
Thursday, April 12, 2018
The Wind Across the Inland Sea
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It was spring and freezing when we
visited my sister Meg and her husband. After long hours sitting in conversation,
we decided to get some exercise walking in a nearby park….which happened to be
near the beautiful but very windy and cold Lake Michigan. Apparently it is possible
to be both freezing to death and also appreciative of the great beauty of
nature. The wind that day whipped up great white caps all across the water
giving the appearance of creamy froth on steaming cappuccinos which we wished
we were holding.
Happy Weekend! Hope warmth is coming
your way!
Friday, January 20, 2017
Stormy Weather
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The sky has
looked like this often this week and given the political atmosphere today, it
seems an appropriate painting.
Today, in
searching for wisdom to help me navigate these stormy times, I remembered an
essay by John Lewis in which he describes a terrible storm he experienced as a
child. He and his young cousins were frightened because the small house where
they were, was beginning to lift off its foundation. His Aunt Seneva told the
children to gather hands, move toward the corner that was rising, and together
they held the house down. He recalls the many storms of the civil rights
movement when people of conscience stayed, joined hands and moved to the corner
of the house that was the weakest. He says in what seem prophetic words today, “But
we knew another storm would come, and we would have to do it all over again.
And we did. And we still do, all of us. You and I. Children holding hands,
walking with the wind. That is America to me----not just the movement for civil
rights but the endless struggle to respond with decency, dignity, and a sense
of brotherhood to all the challenges that face us as a nation, as a whole.”
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*From: “Walking
with the Wind” In “The Impossible Will Take A Little While
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