“I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again. “- Lewis Carroll
Ghost Ranch, NM
I dropped a paintbrush walking in the snow, maybe come spring, someone will be happy to find it:)
Blue before the storm:)
I painted at Baylor Hospital today. I spoke with a woman who visits me frequently. She has sickle cell disease. They told her she would never make it to 20. She laughed and said “I am in my 60s! Every day is a gift.“. Amen. Let’s all try to remember that.