Chasing The Sun

My hubby and I spent many hours chasing the sun this last weekend at the lake in our boat:

A feeling of Fall was definitely in the air…

The lake water temperature had dropped about 6-8 degrees to about chilly 62 degrees… in only two weeks, making jumping in the water, a very brisk dip:

We spent a lot of time changing clothes… between the warm sun, coolness of the clouds and the occasional breeze:

Seems like Fall wasn’t the only “change” going on! Lol! 😉

Wishing you a sunny day!

Cheers! 🙂

Lake Doodlings…

What inspires YOU?

This last weekend I was at the lake…

The weather has been unusually warm which has made the snow melt too quickly.  The lake water is well above normal.

Beaches are now part of the lake…

Perhaps stories around a campfire some day?

The lake was so calm for these photos… beautiful reflections:

I love how the sky reflects on the water…

It gave me time to relax and reflect on my own life.

And create this lake doodle in my art journal…

I’d love to hear what helps YOU relax!

Cheers! 🙂

Roses In Winter

I wrote this quote in my art journal for my square project that I told you about in December.  You can read more about it here, A Square Project 

I have been working on my January pattern and it is complete!  I will post it tomorrow.

I have always liked this saying as it reminds me of my mom and Mary Engelbreit.

My mom grew the most beautiful and fragrant roses.  I can still see the colors in my mind and smell their sweet scent.  Mom had a beautiful yard where she spent hours weeding and taking care of the plants.

Mary Engelbreit is one of my favorite artists.  She created an iron-on transfer of this saying that I ironed onto a sweatshirt for my mom.  When my mom passed away in 1999, I held onto that shirt for the longest time.  As it reminded me of mom and her lovely roses.

I think we all have the ability to gather roses in winter in our minds.  Memory to take us back to a warm breeze, soft petals and love for someone who touched our lives in a special way.

Whose memory do you treasure?

Cheers! 🙂

Faded Memories

I came across my mom’s college scrapbook the other day…

These flower corsages were taped to the first page.

The tape had yellowed with time but the flowers were amazingly still intact.

I wondered what special memories these dances held for my mom that inspired her to keep the corsages.  So I wrote this poem:

Faded and fragile,

Memories like flowers,

Pressed into a book.

Unspoken dreams,

Slip away, quietly

Like an unsung melody.

I found such sentimental beauty and hope in these dried flowers.  Sometimes it is the small things we hold dear and maybe press into a book to be discovered by someone else, some day if we make the time to notice.

Have you ever pressed a flower into a book?  I hope you share the memory with me!

Cheers!  🙂

A Walk In The Park

It was an amazing fall day yesterday in the Pacific Northwest!  Hubby and I took advantage of this blue-sky day by taking a walk at Manito Park.

It seems that everywhere we looked, nature was showing her glorious autumn colors:

It was wonderful to see so many people out enjoying the day… we saw people taking family photos, several dog walkers and many people just breathing in the beauty like us.

It was easy to put the busy work week behind us when we were dazzled by these colors as they reflected on this pond:

And with such a spectacular photo like this one:

Life’s troubles seemed to disappear.

Wishing you a moment to reflect on the beauty around you today…

Cheers! 🙂

Four Seasons of Color

I hope you enjoy seeing my glorious Crabapple tree as each season unfolds into a new one like color blends on an artist’s palette.

Bountiful Spring blossoms in raspberry pink:

Dark red fruit form against olive green leaves in Summer:

Fall bursts with color in gold leaves and bright red fruit:

Winter’s crimson berries provide a feast for the birds:

Each season is a reason to celebrate!

Cheers!  🙂