Just a little more nature ( I can’t help it)

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Red Bud trees are so beautiful. This little one has been through a lot! We bought this 3 or 4 years ago. Planted it, then had a really dry summer. I cut back the top because it looked dead but the bottom still had something on it. The next year limbs were growing from the bottom half, then it was moved because we put in a pool. Last year it had leaves and three flowers. This year there were many blooms on it. I cut off a branch that wasn’t doing anything so it could concentrate on the rest. I’m so proud of it!

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This tree I put in last year, to replace a dead one. It has come through beautifully! It smells so good too.

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This one I was worried about, but it is doing well too and smells divine.

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They are all three in a row and as they grow each year that part of the yard will be stunning.

In my Best Loved Poems of the American People I found a tree poem. It is the one that usually made to sound corny because only the first few lines are used. The whole poem is very beautiful and here it is:
TREES by Joyce Kilmer
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the Earths sweet flowing breast.
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray.
A tree that may in Summer wear,
A nest of robins in her hair.
Upon whose bosom snow has lain,
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

 

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I realized we had a robins nest and I am sure eggs in it also. I snapped a picture of mother robin before she flew off.

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This also is in a strategic spot away from the wind and rain for the most part. Birds are so smart!

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This is the action in our neighbors yard. I heard a lot of tweeting going on from that box.

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This is behind our house and I understand that the farmer had planted radishes after the fall. This must give the ground nourishment. He was in the fields last week spraying something and now it is this color. So it will be interesting to see what the next step will bring. I hope you have all kinds of activity in your area also.

Colors

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Bold colors, bright colors, I love them all. This was on the clearance shelf at Walmart and I couldn’t pass it up. It looked like a quilt, it had great colors and geometric pattern.

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A letter I painted for the word Artist. The red and the geometric pattern again.

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A color wheel I had made in art class. I blended these colors from the primary colors. We were to make an interesting color wheel.

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All my watercolor paints so I can see their true colors instead of from the outside of the tube. This was so much fun to make.

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Just a bit of my painting Serenity. All the bold colors make me smile.

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Here is a piece of my painting Teal and Blue. I love the teal flowers with the red middles. I think the reds look like cherries. I especially like the bit of white to set it off.

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Same painting only the yellow flowers with the textured petals beside the blue and orange vase. So bold and happy.

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This little bluejay is also one of my favorites with the multi-colored wing and the crown. Just a fun bird carrying a sunflower seed. It comes from my painting Happy Birds.

Prints can be found of these pictures in my Etsy Shop.
From the book The Best Loved Poems of the American People,  here is one of my favorites.
Try Smiling
When the weather suites you not,
Try smiling.
When your coffee isn’t hot,
Try smiling.
When your neighbors don’t do right,
Or your relatives all fight,
Sure ’tis hard, but then you might
Try smiling.
Doesn’t change the things, of course–Just smiling,
But it cannot make them worse– Just smiling.
And it seems to help your case,
Brightens up a gloomy place,
Then, it sort o’ rest your face– Just smiling.
–Unknown-
May you have a colorful day!

A Wise Old Owl

Aim for the moon

I found this short poem in The Best Loved Poems of the American People. I thought it went well with my newest painting “Aim For the Moon”.

A WISE OLD OWL
A wise old owl, lived in an oak;

The more he saw the less he spoke;

The less he spoke the more he heard:

Why can’t we all be like that bird?

EDWARD HERSEY RICHARDS

A print of this mixed media painting can be purchased in my Etsy Shop.