This is the beginnings of a small acrylic painting I’m pottering around with.
Since taking this photo, it has an appaloosa, bright blue skies and less color in the foreground.
Just a tad behind on this poor, castaway blog….
I come across some amazing offerings, sitting here in my warm bed, reading in my reader. My reader is comprised of teachings and photos from all over the world, all sorts of bents and persuasions, all meant to move in one way or the other… It hardly ever occurs to me to share them, mainly because I have “issues” with that little “REBLOG” button and the seeming lack of control it might give those of us writing blogs in the first place. As the years have flown by, I’ve softened some… Believe it or not!
The fact is we blog to share something, whether it be from our own heart or someone else’s. I’m no longer sure it matters from whom this energy flows as long as it flies outward into the universe, carrying it’s soul for others to partake from. What do you think?
Spring’s Pink Jasmine
Rosemary and jasmine
If you want to learn how to use color, study Mother Nature’s teachings.
The tree which moves some to tears of joy
is in the Eyes of others only a Green thing that stands in the way.
Some see Nature all ridicule and deformity,
and by these I shall not regulate my proportions;
and some scarce see Nature at all.
But to the Eyes of the Man of Imagination,
Nature is Imagination itself.
And the happiest of birthdays to a dear old friend! With much love…
Happy Mothers Day to all the mothers out there, whether you celebrate this “Hallmark” card holiday or otherwise.
May your day be lovely, filled with all things sweetly fragrant.
April is the cruelest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
Mallard Ducks and Canadian Geese Arrive on the Dam
The mallards and geese returned awhile ago now.
In fact, because the weather has been so mild, they didn’t really go anywhere.
I never saw any flight formations heading south.
I think we ARE south now….
I’m not sure that’s a good thing.
Mama Mallard and Babes
The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you; Don’t go back to sleep. ~Rumi
Art, Photography and Text by L’Adelaide, ©CountryWomanPaints. All rights reserved.