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!