September road tour
Bus leaves summer, next stop fall
Bags packed with color.
Art Prescription: Is the bus going to leave without you? Kicking and screaming…summer’s not over!!! I love the change of season. Another miniature piece. Artist trading card size.
Thick, humid July
Grey broody sky hangs heavy
Sly seasonal shift.
Art Prescription: Twas unusually quiet on my evening walk. Just a couple of frogs croaking and an occasional bird. I sense the season beginning to change. Spring and summer are petering out, and though we have many warm days ahead, there is a subtle change in the air.
This is a work in progress with many layers so far…not sure where it’s going…
Art of detachment
Throughout the forest each leaf
Knows when to let go.
Play invitation
Blow black ink, add fall color
Voila, autumn scene!!
Art Prescription: In Art Rx today we blew ink with straws and then painted with watercolor…invite adults to play and they each make art!!
Steady streams of leaves
Twirl to ground, still warm fall air
Autumn’s subtle move.
Art Prescription: Warm day, but Autumn sneaks in.
Magic meadow wind
The breath of woodland fairies
Stay awhile, listen.
Art Prescription: We hiked both weekend days at Mason Farm, a local wildlife preserve close to home. It’s a spirit-filled place for both of us. A place to be still and quiet and listen to the wind.
Pink sneakers, white hat
Walk my path as sun settles
My Hearts-a-bustin.
Art Prescription: Euonymus americanus – Bursting Heart, Hearts-a-bustin’, Strawberry Bush.. E. americanus is a shrub with thin stems and opposing, shallowly serrated leaves. The bush grows from 4 to 6 feet tall. Fruit is a red 4-lobed capsule. Each lobe splits open in the autumn, giving the name Bursting Heart.
There are many days that we may feel our hearts are bursting, with joy, with praise, and with sorrow.
Quiet except crunch
Of early fallen brown leaves
Flowers start to wane.
Art Prescription: I’m noticing now on my walks there are scattered fallen leaves on the path…fall starts her subtle nuance.
Bare winter branches
Cradle last seasons bird art
Perfect little nests!
Art Prescription: The last of the leaves have fallen leaving winter sculpture. Bare trees reach towards grey sky. The labor of spring love is revealed.
Owl calls out from woods
Eyes acclimate as light fades
Birds announce days end.
Art Prescription: Sam and I went for a late afternoon, almost evening, walk at Mason Farm. Lots of activity as the temperature drops and the sun sets with a dramatic pink sky!! As squirrels scurry to their nests, birds take last call, and the nocturnal world begins to wake.
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