Remember what it was like to just enjoy the day? Jump for joy for no apparent reason?
The foxglove that refuses to die back. Dogged perseverance.
Sometimes being ordinary is really being extraordinary.
Watching the sun rise and set on the Magnolia.
A simple leaf catches the eye when the light shines through.
The cloud-filled sky glows as the sun sets, making a pretty tree-lined silhouette. I climbed a large pile of crusher-run at the farm to take this and many more early evening images.
Now these are images that you can only wish you had the right lens on your camera. Everyone was taken without the telephoto, unfortunately, but I was still pretty happy to see the ducks, vultures, and hawk first hand at the lake, the gorge and the parkway.
The image above is not unlike the painting I did below. It is a copy of Georgia O’Keeffe’s oil, The Lawrence Tree in 1929. My version was painted on my bulletin Board in my office. I do paint everything it seems. I took acrylics that were left over from other more serious work, combined them and for no reason other than a whim, painted a large piece I liked. I used a different blue because that is what I had and wanted to use up.