Just a few days ago, I visited my sister - some time to gab, catch up on life, and to be together.
During the summer, we often grab a few minutes - or hours as the case might be - to sit on her back deck, rock, have breakfast, and just enjoy the world and each other. Her deck boasts a profusion of flowers and scents, and I love it.
When I ventured out recently, snow created patterns on the deck boards, tables, and chairs. A pop of color caught my eye....gorgeous red, blue, and yellow flower pots nestled against the soft golden yellow rails. I caught my breath in delight and dreamed of Tuscany or Provence, sunflowers, and warmth.
And, yet, the bare branches held their own beauy and the promise of spring.
Somehow, it seems that winter's all about rest and renewal, gathering up what we need to bloom again in the spring. I am going to miss this quiet time of not doing much but at the same time doing what's so important, another version of the 3 R's...rest, renewal, reflection. A time to curl up and just "be." A time to think about what this new year might hold.
I played around with this image in photoshop, pushing the edges a bit to see what might happen, and I fell in love with this pop of color. I need the quiet and slowness of winter, but I long for spring, warmth, and color. Somehow, I find both in this image, and I'm wandering if it could become a painting? Maybe.