February 7th, 2013 - 09:31 PM
ďPlay, Draw,Paint, Laugh, LoveĒ
I was born in this month on the 7th.
The words, birth and growth, come to mind.
In February in the northern regions the first flowers of spring, crocuses, emerge from the ground. Though itís still cold, and some snow falls and itís still winter, the crocuses are an early sign of things to come.
Late last summer I planted irises and day lilies bulbs with the girls in our garden. They rest in the soil below for the right time and conditions to grow. When and what will happen in time, weíll see. There are no guarantees with nature and gardening. Yet there is hope and anticipation. There is planting, nurturing and waiting to see what comes forth.
Our girls were born in the spring time months. As each year passes they grow and learn.
Time will tell where their lives will lead them.
And as time passes I canít help notice it too. Iím no spring chicken any more for sure.
Perhaps I am wiser and such, yes. Strands of grey hairs here and there. When did they show up?
I make notes to live in the moments.
Play, Draw, Paint, Laugh, Love.
"Asleep" is a charcoal drawing of my daughter when she was a baby.
I have done portraits in charcoal.
Interested in a portrait? Let me know.