Winter Ruminations And the New Year

The snow on my windshield streaks at a sharp angle, strike, down, left. Then stroked away by the wipers and we begin fresh. 

Chunks of tiny white squares splat splat splat. The action is like any water I've every watched... the waves in the ocean - in and out, in and out. A pattern with ebbs and flows and crashes and spray all different. Or the flow of a crick around a stone in the mountains. A masterpiece of balanced disorder.  This is the reflection of our past year for me. As I abhor feeling special, my guess is that this is the experience of our species over the last millennia. 

Welcome to the new year with everything different and all things the same - in the comfort that I, you and we are part of this endless tide of change. 

A Long Winter's Night

Holiday silver and gold.

This is what I love the most, celebrating the moments that pass by, fleeting and lovely. Moments that build out our lives if we pay attention. 

Evening Falls; Winter on the Coast

The Zen of a Marmot, preparing for winter

Fall in the Pacific NW

I meant to publish this a couple months ago- but I think we can all enjoy a moment of the crisp fall we have just left. 

Playing with Something New

I'm recreating a painting I saw awhile back - this is only a piece of it:

It's surprised me what good practice it is- I'm reusing skills I haven't touched in quite awhile, remember rules I should use all the time and amazed at the talent the original artist had to create the piece. Learning things I didn't know, I mean. 

It is a new thing for me- copying another artists' work. New things are fun. Good thing to recall after a year of new things that were not fun. 

Just Another Day on the Sound

There is a timeless quality to being near the ocean, watching boats come and go and looking for the hint of snow on the mountains in the distance. Truly an enjoyable place to live... if a bit damp at times.