Welcome Spring

It was the perfect way to celebrate the Spring Equinox, as well as a fine way to end winter blues week. And now you get to see what this wood pile was all about!

The wildlife sanctuary usually has a bonfire to mark the Winter Solstice, but this year it was canceled because of weather. The girls and I made our own fire in the yard that night, but the wildlife sanctuary was left with a big pile of wood that had to get burned sometime.

Tonight was the night. And what a beautiful sight it was.

just getting started

Unlike the Winter Solstice bonfire, it was still light out when this one started tonight.

fire against such a pretty blue

a fire spirit reaches out

fire as tall as the trees

fire still burning as we head home

Happy Spring.
Peace.

Blue America

We are already stumbling, when we'd hoped to be soaring.

Peace.

Garden Blues

Almost all the snow has melted from the yard now, so the daily garden meanderings have begun. What's growing?

who's that under the blue chair?

a blue stone in the pile

And the blues of a different kind...

are those little shiny black things supposed to be there?

will the poppy I planted last year return and flower?

Blue (and Green) in the Neighborhood

It was getting dark at the end of tonight's walk through the neighborhood. The girls had figured out a fancy skip-step and were halfway down the block, when I heard someone walking behind me. I turned to see this woman walking her dog. Of course I had to ask her if I could take her picture when I saw her blue hair!






The green twinkly lights behind her belong to my ever-decorating nextdoor neighbors. They are sort of like our town's version of the Empire State Building.








picture of the empire state building found here.

I call this one...

...the french lieutenant's woman

Blue Sisters

We went for a walk after supper last night, looking to see the river had flooded yet. The girls brought their galimotos. I brought my camera and we took turns taking pictures. There's just a bit of blue in rain boots and Spring skirts, but it's lovely.

heading out

racing home

sisters at the crossroads

The bluest picture was taken by the 6yo.

Spring sunset with finger

Blue Art Walk

Last Friday, when the girls and I passed through one of the town parking lots after school, we came upon a curious beast. It was just sitting there in the middle of the wide sidewalk, with no one tending it. As I looked around for its owner, I saw several black-clad folks enthusiastically stringing a path of red balloons from the alleyway our way. I don't remember how I caught the eye of the post-apocalyptic carnival barker, or how it was revealed to us that this piece was interactive, but on a cool late winter early evening, I found myself wheeling my girls around.

We were told it was a happening, an attempt to enliven the alleyway. The gentleman then gestured toward the building where the balloons were heading, as if to indicate there was more magic inside. I was pulled toward it like I am toward drips and splashes of paint, but I resisted. The clash between mother and artist at that moment, though gently blurred by plush, was too great.




Instead of exploring the indoor art, we ran around and said hello to all the balloons, then headed home.

Under the Table

More winter blues...

the view from below...

My daughter, with her blue sleeve, was the perfect model, yet somehow I missed the green bottle cap in my viewfinder, so I hurried over to sumopaint to paint it, paint it, paint it, paint it blue! And yes, I'm addicted to zoom blur.

Winter Blues

This week there is another theme from m.heart to get me thinking creatively. Of course, this past weekend was so glorious, that my winter blues were a happy hue...

It was apparently geese weekend at the wildlife sanctuary, so I'll let them do the talking (and gosh, do they talk a lot!)...

the cool hang out

more blues, above and below

water ballet