Frozen Magnolia Morning

An early morning walk proved sparkling and magical after our first Midwestern snow fall.  It may be still be autumn, but it looks like the depth of winter right now.

Full Circle

Happy March 1st!  

It's been snowing since last night.  Snow on top of snow.  It feels warmer, though, and the snow is gentle.  I feel hope that Mother Nature is about to turn a corner.  Nonetheless, I don't think She wants us to forget that all seasons are favored, and She isn't about to short shrift the current one.

I thought I had finished this last night, but ended up putting more contrast into it this a.m.  I was listening to Led Zeppelin's, "Rain Song" while doing so--it's gentle, beautiful strings and gradual crescendoing underscored the cyclic nature of the piece (or at least it did in my mind.)

My husband said on his phone, he initially couldn't see the face in the roots.  I darkened it a little below to enhance it.  I used circles because of their symbolism:

The circle is a universal symbol with extensive meaning. It represents the notions of totality, wholeness, original perfection, the Self, the infinite, eternity, timelessness, all cyclic movement... (Hermes Trismegistus)). 

In any event, I'm very happy with this one...took a long time, but I was in a meditative state so it didn't matter.

Here are a few other pictures of what I woke up to this Sunday morning.   Pussy willows wearing a coat of snow.  March, I'm glad you're here.

Led Zeppelin's  "The Rain Song"

Three Deer

Driving home a new way tonight, I saw a wondrous sight.  Three deer crossing the road in front of me.  Such a beautiful gift from nature set against Her less generous gift of cold winds and swirling snow.

Watercolor, Acrylic, and Ink

140 lb. Arches Watercolor

Day 6 - Snow Shoveler

It's snowing and blowing and freezing- winter is really, really here.  It's going to be 4 degrees below 0 tonight. Nice.

To suffer the frozen tundra more deeply (what was I thinking?), I decided to watch "Dr. Zhivago" while I painted this weary shoveler.  Hopefully he (we) won't have to dig himself out for too long.

Percival Was Perplexed at the Preponderance of Precipitation

Percival was perplexed

at the preponderance of precipitation

pouring from the skies above.

Powdery pounds of pillowy puffs

pummeled the earth below.

"Please, Persephone, Goddess of Spring,

parlay this permafrost so I can prevent more profanity 

from plunging from my lips!"

Permit this polar season to pass!

Looking out the car window

Happy February!  Snowing, snowing, and snowing.  Just sitting on the couch, drawing a couple of faces, watching the snow globe world through the window and grateful to be inside.