This is my latest project done during the few warm days of winter. It is the painting of a farm near Singers Glen, Virginia. During college dating years, we enjoyed some beautiful days there up under the oak tree on the hill. We even took our engagement photo next to that tree! I sent it to my niece, whose grandparents lived there.
The beauty of the Great Smokey Mountains is found in many waterfalls along the way. Looking Glass Falls is in the Pisgah National Forest, near Bravard, NC. Just up the road is Sliding Rock, where you can sit at the top of the rock and slide down with the flow into the pool below. The grandchildren really enjoyed this flow. Grandpa decided to take photos rather than slide. Can’t wait for more summer fun!
It was such a beautiful evening, after a very chilly day. I stood on the rise in my back yard looking across into the woods and thought how inspiring the woods becomes at dusk. As the light played on the trees, changes occured right before my eyes. The following poem shares some of my thoughts and feelings.
Dusk… blushes every tall tree with the sun’s glow
Cold December air gently caresses my face
as I stand staring into the darkening woods
Birds twitter… huddling together in the cedars
Rabbits burrow down under the blackberry bushes
on a cozy bed of brown leaves
the sky dims
Golden shades turn to gray… then black
Dusk in the woods can be a spiritual experience
As all of God’s creation rests in quiet slumber
I took this photo with my iPhone this evening, after taking a walk on the gas line right-of-way behind our house.
The Oregon coast is a wonderful place to visit. We hiked down the long set of stairs to the beach below. An old man rested on the bench with his dog. He lives nearby and hikes down and up those stairs every day. A rest was needed for some of us at bottom and top. The ocean coastline with all its beauty also holds dangers of slipping and falling over the edge. Warning signs posted tell us to stay back. The breathtaking view makes it all worthwhile!
Hiking on the beach
Our footprints gone with high tide
Only sand remains
Today at d’Verse Frank asked us to write a Monday Haibun using the word hike. A haibun is a short piece of prose followed by a complimentary haiku.
Last October we attended our niece’s wedding. While there we traveled to the coast and spent a couple of days enjoying the glorious view. My haibun today is about our time hiking on the beach.