Winter mud blanket
A box of brushes leads to
A sweet posting trot!
Art Prescription: Pulling into the farm I thought, is that Doc? Yep, that’s Doc! The dirtiest horse in the paddock. And I loved grooming him and connecting with him before a ride. This time of touch and getting totally in these beings space before you ask them to wear a
saddle and hold you on their back, is prescious.
Expect clouds, get rain
How you spend your day, your life
Adds up, the raw truth.
Art Prescription: Science is learning about our brain’s ability to adapt and rewire. This phenomenon, known as neuroplasticity, suggests there are concrete and provable benefits to exercising the brain. Doing art exercises the brain. Positive thinking exercises the brain.
“How you spend your days, is how you spend your life.” Think about it!!
Rain, cold, move in now
Scurry, shoulders hunched over
Umbrellas salute.
Art Prescription: One more bout of Old Man Winter…
Stretch, yawn, and repeat
Wake up slow, no alarm clock
Saturday morning.
Art Prescription: While for the most part I like being up early, makes the day longer, it is on occasion totally blissful to sleep-in.
Sweet…the Friday air
Essence of white pear blossom
Neighborhood cat sleeps.
Art Prescription: Set out to sketch wildflowers, but found the neighborhood cat asleep on my deck.
She makes grand entrance
The star of the show appears
Curtains open, spring!!
Art Prescription: So happy to see the sun coming up this morning. I can see why after days with no sun, ancient civilizations began to worry. A large star indeed!
View from the saddle
Velvet attentive ears, and
Exhilaration!
Art Prescription: I rode Doc today at Women’s Intuitive Riding at Blue Skies http://www.blueskiesmapleview.us. Looking down at his beautiful profile and soft ears, I couldn’t help but think of what a spectacular view this is!
My steps and tree frogs
Miniature waterfalls
Only sounds in woods.
Art Prescription: It is too quiet in the woods for a March day. After another wintry weather day, the creek is full and there is a steady drip-drop off the trees. Wet, cold, misty…why would anyone be out bird-watching!! I scan the trees for owls!! Saw a hawk and a cute little Kinglet.
March lion spits ice
Daffodils hang their heads low
With disappointment.
Art Prescription: Seems March’s lion is having a final roar!! Snow and sleet. And still I walk and look at what nature has to offer. Nodding daffodils…
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