I was placing some small works out on a new studio table, when I spotted the sunlight reflecting off my jumper onto a hand painted summer sketch I did some years ago. Later, I pondered ...
There's so much to love about winter sun ..
It's not the sun that's fun,
it's the sun that feels and heals
warms the skin, softens inside.
doesn't last long,
it doesn't exhaust, doesn't excite
but also it doesn't burn or bite.
contrasts the cold,
crystallises the white,
balances the long night.
melts the ice,
softens the snow,
seeps in long and low.
gently warms the heart,
loosens the grip,
gives light for new life.
comes but once a year,
and once it's gone,
I will miss it.
- suzi 2015 -
It's nearing the end of July and it's as cold as it gets around here. It's been an amazing winter for me, doodling, dreaming and diving in, travelling, sketching, pondering, playing, filling the pages of my Winter Sketchbook. I've some lovely news to share but I need to wait a few more sleeps, until then, feel free to join me on my Instagram.
Thanks for indulging me in my restful season of poetic posts. To see others in this winter series, please click these links:
To see previous years of my Winter Dreaming, please click here.
Thanks, as always for visiting. :)