Foggy Morning

We just had a foggy misty morning and it was pure magic. The Japanese maples glowed in the fog with all their scarlet brilliance.  The yellow oaks are covering the floor of our yard like confetti and it's that perfect type of morning to walk around, soak it in and sing a little song.

This yellow tree needs a name.  It is such a happy tree and greets me every morning. It is pure golden delight right now and is right in front of our bedroom window. I love this tree.  Name will come soon!

And our scarlet Japanese Maples.... they always put on quite a show! Thank you Miss Maples!
Thank you for your radiant reds and oranges and yellows!

And for singing us your song every day!

So with that, Rosie and I decided to bring some of their song inside.
I think Rosie adds some fun pink color, stripes, and sing song to the Miss Scarlets!
This is the perfect foggy morning..... brilliant, song of the Maples, misty and mysteriously wonderful.... the fog adds such depth and sweetness to the glowing red and yellow leaves, which are definitely saying their goodbyes in full chorus and happiness!

And a view of the studio on it's foggy day... this studio holds lots of paint, dreams, sketches, brushes, and blank canvases, some paintings in process, some paintings already finished and some just waiting to turn into a creation.
So as I put paint on canvas and spread around the deep red and mix it with some pinks, yellows and oranges... I wonder if that is just a tiny tiny glimpse of what God feels like when he creates the color of this fall fairy land.

As I paint and wonder and look around at the beauty of God's presence and creation, I think about the prayer that is continually becoming a deeper and deeper part of my art, my life.  It's a prayer I like to pray before I sit down with brush in hand. Sometimes I like to paint it into the painting and then hide it, knowing it is secretly there makes the painting seem more unique, with a deeper, richer meaning and purpose.
And this prayer was said many many years ago from Bach ( He used to pen these initials at the end of each of his Cantatas scores).   Love that... love to think after each score he created, he wrote these three initials, S.D.G, making this his prayer.  I am no Bach, but creativity is creativity and living is living.  So I think it's ok to copy him a little with these simple yet oh so powerful, focused words:

"Soli Deo Gloria"

To God alone the glory.....

These days...


Cherry Blossom days.  They don't last long here in the south, but everyday is true delight as we drive down the "Cherry Blossom Road".
There is of course, the best Cherry Blossom tree on our road and one day when we were at the stop sign,  I told Sam and his friend to take time and  look at this special tree.  I told them it was not just a Cherry Blossom but a fairy tale tree.  It was frothy and dripping with pinks and  whites and the blossoms were all over the cars parked in the driveway... magical.
Hmmm. makes me think about planting one in our yard. We planted two at our old house and we love driving by our old "happy house" and looking at them blooming... oh, brings back sweet memories!  Drives in springtime are not just the "oh I have to drive today". A drive to Sam's school in the morning is more like a drive through different gardens.
Every moment driving to Sam's school is filled with delight as Sam and I call out the names of plants and trees in bloom, "Cherry Blossom! oh, there's a Dogwood... look,Wisteria!"  The list goes on.  This time of the year is absolutely filled with nature at it's most beautiful display of splendor. 

Img_9302_2_2  Here is Sam's kindergarten class on the bridge in Birmingham's Botanical Gardens.  We had a fun time at the gardens and learned about the secret life of trees. It was really interesting and of course, the gardens were beautiful.


More Cherry Blossom pretties....LOVE this photo and the colors of pink and blue.
I found this on flickr and the photographer is Jaime Walsh. Oh to take photos like that!