Tuesday, January 08, 2013


There is a solitude woven in and among the days of January. Each of us left to our own thoughts, quietly pondering moments... of the past, of the future.

Embracing the stillness and the beautiful serenity of a winter landscape...  I love the prairie in January, soft, barely-there colors completely faded, nearly washed-away.  The ground effortlessly becoming a snowy sky and a horizon banished.

I have finished, during small gathered bits of time stolen amidst the meloncholy of removing holiday remnants from a house once decorated in festive, another treasure box. A piece left on my worktable, mid-process from late summer.  

January is a time to tidy-up... whether it is decorations or the once forgotten and abandoned.  

The illustrious colors of this Robin, mid-flight, make me smile!


Glenda Hoagland said...

Hi, I love the picture of the robin. I was updating my calendar with things to do this month and thinking of you. Have a great month of January,.

HollyM said...

It's lovely! If we can let our minds wander to the beauty in nature and forget about the cold, it is a really wondrous time of year. You've described better than I just did in my post. There is something very peaceful about the cool soft shades right now.

Seth said...

Gorgeous colors! And you have captured a sense of movement beautifully too.

Jeannie said...

Your colorful robin makes me think of spring. My paperwhites are budded up and the amaryllis are as well. I will celebrate hints of spring with their beauty until the real thing comes along. Thank you for brightening my day with your happy robin.

MB Shaw said...

What a beautiful Robin. Perfection!