The bloom, in her prime
Stood out as a tall beauty
Delicate petals.
Art Prescription: I find enormous pleasure watching the life cycle of flowers. It’s a build up of anticipation waiting for the bloom! Then bees and butterflies, in love with color, greedily ascend. As the flower begins to fade, the delicate structure remains beautiful.
Vinegar, water,
Sugar, spices, red onion
Garlic, yellow squash!!
Art Prescription: Trying my hand at some “refrigerator pickles.” I went to a demo at our local farmer’s market and it looked fun and simple.
Wake-up juice, java
Rich, smooth morning enjoyment
Brown-gold coffee beans!
Art Prescription: It is really the small things! Pen and ink sketch-doodle…
Warm velvet soft nose
Smell of fresh hay and cut grass
Afternoon horse barn.
Art Prescription: There is just something about being around horses. Their warm brown eyes and soft ears, majestic musculature, swishy tails, the smell of leather, and a historic relationship. We’ve long been bound to these creatures.
Sunday worship time
All rise for the choir to sing
July’s symphony!!
Art Prescription: Painted en plein air today on Yes canvas. Different from my usual paper. Not finished…maybe tomorrow. Isn’t my studio cute!!!
Life is a puzzle
At times all the pieces fit
At times parts are lost.
Art Prescription: So what do you do on those days where things just don’t seem to fit together? What can you do to shift your mood to something better? Exercise, art, music, cook, pets…name your remedy! Please share!
Rejuvination
A spring of positive strength
Renew, refresh, grow!!
Art Prescription: I’ve had two very busy days at my nursing job. Life presents us many ways to grow and learn. Art is a perfect conduit for catharsis, a way to channel emotions, and come out on the other side with a sense of renewal.
Farmer’s market stars
A bucket of zinnias
Steal the summer show!
Art Prescription: Went to a “refrigerator pickling” demo today at the local farmer’s market. Good things to come from that!! And the zinnias stole my eye!
Loneliness is not
Being only flower bud
But failure to bloom.
Art Prescription: The garden is ripe with buds and blooms and it occurs to me that to make a garden whole it takes many elements. The rain, the sun, the soil, birds, bees, and the instinctual element of life growing on despite any adversary. A tree fallen by a storm, will only grow upward with new branches. We humans get so attached to this one short life we live. If you relish in nature’s messages, you will be at peace with the whole. Four winds, Bev
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