Thursday, 23 February 2012
Thoughts of Fruit Grow on Bare Branches
I keep meaning to write here. The days get longer, the window ledges are overwhelmed by flowers, then life hands out gifts like a few days off work and paintings that come back from the framer looking lovely. There are so many bright little moments in the day recently, that the hours pass almost too quick to catch. It has been so warm here, we have been able to throw all the windows open until evening. Though the one day that we decided to hike up a nearby mountain with a friend, it got very cold the night before and everything was dusted in the palest whisper of snow. We brought our camera, but left the batteries at home. I was sorry not to be able to capture a little bit of the frosted landscape stretching off around the foot of the hills, and the bare bog expanse of the wide top of the mountain with a few snowflakes falling. It has been a while since we've been out picture-taking.
I have been trying to take advantage of these last, lingering dark evenings before they are altogether gone, and so I set about trying to piece together a little website. I thought it might be nice to have a place where I could put my paintings and prints and things all together, so that anyone who might be interested would have an easier time of finding them. If you visit the site and see anything amiss or something that could be improved, please do let me know.
I think I can almost feel my legs growing longer and longer with the days, wanting to take bigger and bigger steps out into the world. Spring, for me, is always the season of restlessness and wanderlust.