Who said this?
by Mary Oliver
Something whispered something
that was not even a word.
It was more like a silence
that was understandable.
I was standing
at the edge of the pond.
Nothing living, what we call living,
was in sight.
And yet, the voice entered me,
with so much happiness.
And there was nothing there
but the water, the sky, the grass.
slowly, i am pulling myself from hibernation. just in time to watch the beautiful pink-salmon colored petals unfurl on the quince bush, one of my most favorite flowers (and fruits). i noticed it yesterday when i was walking, it caught me off guard. it seems too soon, but then again, spring cannot come soon enough. i am so ready for it.
i've been spending as much time as i can find in the studio, painting & preparing for artfest, which is only weeks away.
i have fallen madly in love with the mumford and sons... i can't remember the last time i have felt so internally sparked by an entire collection of songs.
although, i am pretty smitten with this singer. it's the first time we have watched this show. i am hooked.
i've been posting a lot of random photos from my days over here. each image takes me back to the time it was taken. i love that.
hope you are happy & doing well!!!!