Thursday, November 5, 2009


There are a few Catalpa trees around the lake. These photos come from a little one that sprouted up in my yard just a few years ago. Although it doesn't color out with intense foliage, it does hold its own special beauty as the leaves go by.


  1. Forgive my lack of daily comments lately- this time of year always seems to be one of quiet reflection for me. No complaints- far from it- I enjoy curling up with a cup of tea in the early darkness of late afternoon, looking back through my shelf of journals, seeing how far I have come (without ever having left my little town!) in the almost 6 years of keeping them. I worry that I might not ever be able to fill another volume- but then marvel at how much there is yet to be discovered! The coming months of winter bring a bit of welcomed time to paint and draw from all that I have gathered over the ever so short spring and summer.
    Funny thing is, despite what I just wrote, some of my winter journals are just as fat as my summer ones- I guess the desire to record and learn about one's natural surroundings knows no season!

  2. A time of quiet contemplation...sounds lovely.

    Your thoughts on worry resonate here. And yet, I believe the best is yet to come. :-)