Friday, December 11, 2009

Lo, How a Rose E'er Blooming

Bitter cold has come to these Plains
with temperatures hovering near
zero degrees over the last week.

This blast of Winter has left my
surrounding landscape, frozen in
a most graceful state of repose.

It's as if a moment has been
captured, with bits of flora and
foliage perfectly preserved in
their last struggles, still clinging
to branch and vine, fervently trying
to bring forth one more bloom, or
another burst of color.

And in this perfect peace, the rose
bush, just outside my front door,
also holds lingering reminders of
the Summer season long past.
Filled with tiny buds along side
withering petals.

I snapped a few photos of various
rose clusters, none of which are
really worthy to be shown. However,
these images did inspired a painted
remembrance of such Midwinter's day.
"The mellow year is hasting to it's close;
The patient beauty of the scentless rose,
Oft with the Morn's hoar crystal quaintly glassed,
Hangs, a pale mourner for the Summer's past."

6 comments:

Wild Somerset Child said...

Oh yes and yes and YES! (But how do you find the time to paint - on muslin I guess - and collage and present this perfect remembrance of summer-in-winter?)

Here it is grey and yet so beautiful; and with your Nature Inspired as my source of 'letting go', I have been taking photos of trees in the mist, collecting together fabrics and lace, and old books, and cannot wait for Christmas week when I intend to create something magical - I hope - stimulated by your wise counsel.

yvonne said...

I must get your Nature Inspired book, if just to see it's beauty inside.

Debbi said...

Wow! It's positively beautiful!

Anonymous said...

Snow and cold has come to NH as well, tho not as much as I hear is in the mid-west. Stay cozy. Lovely roses, such a beautiful vision in winter. Peg

Janee said...

What a beautiful painting!! A lovely tribute to the everlasting generosity of nature. :)

Tracie Lyn Huskamp said...

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Happiest of Holidays to you all!

Fondly,
Tracie Lyn