In Creeping Charlie

Bees land, fly, collect pollen

Search for Bumble Bees.

Art Prescription: Most of you are aware that our bees are endangered…

Today, thanks to my group of young environmentalists I learned a lot about bees!

We caught bees and studied them, and of course released.

Field sketch

The magic of spring

Sprouts round every corner

Wood Thrush play the flute.

Art Prescription: Drinking coffee on my back deck at 6 a.m., yep not usual, I heard the most melodic song ever followed by a buzzing noise.

A Wood Thrush!!

Each petal and bloom

A prayer of hope, healing

Blessings be to all.

Art Prescription: Sending prayers to the universe….cause what the world needs now.

Garden mandala:

Pasture at sunset

Horses are backlit, golden

Honeysuckle scent.

Art Prescription: Releasing the Horses out into the pasture I feel the buttercups under my feet, smell the fresh honeysuckle, and hear the satisfied sound of horses exhaling.

Parents forage, scratch

Find a bit fat juicy grub

Trembling fledglings squeal.

Art Prescription: On my evening walk I came upon a family of Carolina Wrens. The fledglings were noisy and demanding.

The parents patiently brought them morsels and were teaching them to hunt on their own.

If the parent didn’t deliver some food, the youngster would hop to the ground in search of provisions.

Watercolor and pen:

Howdy!

I’m still exploring free stitch embroidery.

My blue bird is done and I’ve done an accompany feather!

Soft ruffled petals

Rise up from a sturdy stalk

An Iris Garden.

Art Prescription: Watercolor and pen.

Here I’ve taped my specimen in…

Cool, clear, pool water

Goggles and cap are intact

Thinking time, my swim.

Art Prescription: What a beautiful NC day. I went for a swim, then headed out to give Finn a walk. Also did healing touch on his sore back.

Still working on my improvisational embroidery. Wow! This takes a lot of time!

A burst of pink-red

Hidden gems in the forest

Smell honeysuckle.

Art Prescription: Truly mixed media! I cut leaves from mulberry paper for a UNC Hospital Tree.

Collaged extra pieces in my journal and added acrylic paint.

Added a few red-bud blooms with embroidery thread!

Still exploring art journals and embroidery.

Then the forest sang

The flutes came in with sweet highs

Sunset symphony.

Art Prescription: Walking in the Woods lends itself to many metaphors. For example, today a copperhead stretched out across the path.

He asked us to go around or go back and wait for him to move on. We circled and he moved on into his habitat.

Life asks us to deal with issues. Do you need to face your path? Need to sidestep family drama? Draw your boundaries in the sand?

Or walk the other way protecting yourself as others choose their own journey?

Watercolor on paper: