The flowers on my weeping cheery tree have made way to tender green tresses. I am appreciating both the abrupt and subtle changes in my garden. These soft, peach colored daffodils mesmerize me with their whimsy.
Now that the weather has gotten a little warmer and the days are longer I find myself waking up earlier, anxious to start my day. If I am lucky I can see the sun’s rays creating beams of light through the dark morning, misty clouds. They are so magical and calming, transporting me to a place of mystery and wonder. Just allowing this one moment each morning creates peace in my life and takes me away from the noise I wrote about in my last letter.
I am paying more attention to the subtle nuances of color and how they influence my art. The more I create, the more I feel in tune with this mysterious world I live in. Everything is absorbed into my subconscious and flows through me ~ color, light, darkness, fragile moments, memories, all of it.
I am connected to something deeper within myself and I am grateful.