Showing posts with label personal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label personal. Show all posts

Saturday, September 22, 2007

Seasons



Autumn is on its way and soon it will be winter ! My favorite time of the year is spring . I am defintely not a cold weather person and find myself longing for the warmth of spring . In the winter everything here looks so cold and barren and I will long for the fresh , new greens of the leaves and grass , the first of the wildflowers to brighten up the world . The bluebonnets and paintbrushes are my favorites . Even before they start to bloom , I start thinking about painting scenes with fields of blue and fuchia . I miss them when they are gone and the heat of summer is upon us . But I don't morn them ,but become inspred by fields of yellow , blackeyed susans , and other flowers some of which I am not famililiar with the names , and grew up calling daisies .They look so bright along with the red of the indian blankets and the purple of what we all called horsemint [I believe it is really horehound] . They remind me of a patchwork quilt that Grandma made with yellows and reds and a little white to soften the effect . Now with Autumn aproaching , I am already painting leaves of red sienna , yellow ochre and oranges. The sunflowers are blooming and just a few leaves are beginning to turn but I have my memory , imagination and a few snapshots taken over the years to go by . I find my self anticipating the beauty that is coming . In Central Texas fall , is short lived and before we know it the cold of winter will be upon us . Even then I will be in awe of frost upon the grasses and the clean white beauty if we get a snow this winter will inspire a few snow scenes . Come January , I will once again be looking forward to spring , thinking of planting vegetables and flowers and painting beautiful pictures of wildflowers !

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Coffee Break


Its 4:30 A.M. as I get out of bed and make a pot of coffee . I stir creamer into the hot brew and head for the back door to my early morning haven , the back porch . This is my alone time . As I sip my coffee , I enjoy the quiet and watch and listen as the world comes awake . Soon my husband will be up wanting breakfast and our great grandaughter , who is just two will need my attention , but this is now and it's mine . As I watch , I see the sky line over Pompey mountain beginning to glow and I wonder what the sunrise will be like this morning . I hear the birds beginning to chirp in the trees around me annd a quail calls in the field . In a few seconds , I hear the sound again from a nearby tree and smile as I realize its a mockingbirds' mimic , this time . I remember that my Dad told me that the quail calls '' Bob White, Bob White ? '' . Then the spectacular sunset starts to form and I am totally amazed at the blazing color God has painted in the sky for me this morning . It looks like flames as the reds and oranges and yellows move accross the sky and blend together ! Oh to be able to paint like that ! Slowly , the daylight makes the sunrise fade away . I thank God then for all my blessings and for giving me this beautiful morning and letting me have this new day . I finish my coffee enjoying the morning . My husband knocks on the window of the back door . He is holding our grandaughter up where she can see me . I go and kiss them both good morning , ready for whatever the day brings .