My reasons – Pink Waterlilies. Went for a walk, fell in love, remember every time I see them. Look close for dragonfly.

My first glimpse of pink waterlilies in a pond was at my Aunt Lydia’s. We spent the weekend with my grandparents at their private camp in the woods and took a walk down a scenic wooded pathway that opened up to an open field of grass and wildflowers as high as my waist with a little cottage near a pond. In that pond were bright pink splashes of pink & green with yellow in the center. The smell of the waterlilies was so fragrant we could smell them before we saw them.

My grandmother let me bring one flower back to camp and put it in their pond. I knew nothing about waterlilies at 10 years old, so when I returned a few weeks later in the summer and saw waterlilies in bloom in their pond I was told that the one I brought back from Aunt Lydia’s grew.

Every time I see or smell waterlilies to this day, I remember times long ago of walks in the woods, cool wet feet and sweet smells of pine needled paths with laughter and waterlilies.

Now waterlilies grow in my own pond and I have varieties of pink and yellow. Plus other pond plants that I enjoy. Spring has turned quickly into summer with the memory from the deer eating the pond lilies.

waterlily and dragonfly
See the dragonfly now?


god rays

Do You Dream in Color?

Colors draw me out. Colorful dreams inspire me. I have a recurring dream of a place I used to go when I was young. Sometimes we went for picnics. Other times I went to photograph the river and the Sound and the woods.

Now I dream of that place. Sometimes there are faeries. The woods around the hill are filled with them. Sometimes I meet a boy there. I found him there when we were young. The woods were empty, but our hearts were full. And sometimes I see a faerie girl. I dream she is the daughter of the love I shared with that beautiful boy.

Dreams are lovely sometimes, but they are not a place to live. Beauty must be the garment of Truth and Goodness its crown. And this is art. The aesthetic trinity.

Every day I follow this simple concept and attempt to make it a reality. I attempt to create something that embodies Beauty, Goodness, and Truth. A drawing of a stone wall. A watercolor of a lone swan. A photograph of an orange sunset.

These images are raw. This is not a gallery or a portfolio. I wish only to share the experience. An image, a caption, and some minimal information about how or where I created the image.

For example, the image at the head of this post. It is of a sunrise on a frosty morning in my backyard. So simple, and yet the beauty of it exploded in front of me. So I am glad I can share it with you.

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