Nature creates it own tapestries of art. With water as its paint and cold air as its brush, producing paintings and sculptors frozen in time.
"Winter, a lingering season, is a time to gather golden moments, embark upon a sentimental journey,
and enjoy every idle hour. "
- John Boswell
Natures frozen canvas is filled with the every changing movement in her.
Her frosty hand lays colours of white and blue to the warm tones of her body.
Her designs all reflect the natural beauty which is only hers to create.
With her whites and blues there is even hints of pinks while mixing shades with her body.
The texture in her painting bring out the depth in her brushes.
"Lo! now the direful monster, whose skin clings to his strong bones, strides o'er the groaning rocks: He withers all in silence, and his hand unclothes the earth, and freezes up frail life." - William Blake, Poetical Sketches -Winter, 1783
Clinging like feathers to the green of life only to disappear with the warmth of the sun...
She is not only a painter. But also a sculptor.
The Yin and Yang in her.
Life beneath her frozen mirror.
"Ice on the earth, bitter black frost, and a winding sheet of snow
upon her withered breast, and deep within me, dread and ice."
- Jessica MacBeth, Winter Poems
"Someone painted pictures on my Windowpane last night --
Willow trees with trailing boughs And flowers, frosty white,
And lovely crystal butterflies; But when the morning sun
Touched them with its golden beams, They vanished one by one."
- Helen Bayley Davis, Jack Frost
Hope you enjoyed Mother Natures art thru her paintings and sculptors frozen in time. Cold as she may be sometimes one can still find a warm feeling in the beauty that God gave her to share.
Remember to share what you can with whomever you can and help bring a warm feeling to someone’s life.
May you have a blessed
Good Morning… Good Afternoon… Good Night…
Whatever it is to you.
Photos & Words
except where authored
by
Here I Am/Carrie
