Sharp sun melts the snow
Country roads still treacherous
Life seems to stand still.
Art Prescription: What wonderful snow days! Now major roads are clear and back to work most people go. Their thoughts dream about being stuck and about freedom. Caught between two ideals.
Moody watercolor:
The path a snow trench
Other’s foot-steps carved the way
Around Mason Farm.
Art Prescription: Snow day two and since Sam was off we went on a snow-trek around Mason Farm. The birds were plenty, and it was interesting to guess what animal had left tracks in the snow.
iPhoto:
Tree branches bow low
Pray with a blanket of snow
Quiet as a church.
Art Prescription: Cardinals chip looking for sunflower seeds.
Preparing for snow at the farm. Lots of hay to keep horses warm.
Stealing from the hay cart!
A fat little wren
Fluffs up his winter feathers
Dreams of spring color.
Art Prescription: Art journal fun! Staple collage, re-use of works, colored pencil bird.
My face red with wind
Finger-tips tingle with cold
And still I will search.
Art Prescription: Each and every day I search for meaning and gratitude. I often find it in the great outdoors.
Watercolor, my chop says “hope”
Wind through winter leaves
Sounds like a rain storm deluge
Comes strong and passes.
Art Prescription: Quiet walk at Mason Farm. The meadow is ripe with dried seed pods. Saw a Hermit Thrush, the usual Titmouse and Chickadee. Cardinals and woodpeckers sang. The wind comes in with a cold front.
Thick gray fog settles
Over cat-tails and briars
A day ago, ice.
Art Prescription: Fickle weather. Our pond has been ice, someone actually ice-skated! Today a big thaw and fog rolled in to kiss the pond.
Watercolor sketch:
Like a butterfly
Light comes and goes from window
Short, grey, winter days.
Art Prescription: The cold temperatures don’t keep me indoors, but I am more aware of the amount of light that streams through my window.
Here I’ve used a cut-out from a previous small work, and created a new small index card piece.
Simple and expressed my mood:
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