Personal Compass Rose

From a prompting in Personal Geographies by Jill Berry, I drew this compass rose. A compass rose points someone on a pathway.  I thought it would be adventurous to show what guides my direction in life. The center of this design has a cross wearing a crown. The Lordship of Jesus Christ in the core of my life. Extensions of lavender and roses show my love for anything floral. One terrace of my garden is planted with a scent garden. Outer points of my compass show trowels. Digging in the soil gives me pleasure. Nurturing plants and people is a deep value for me. My life interlinks with many folks receiving my love and care. I think that the garden trowels could also symbolize my commitment to eat from the harvest of our garden.

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Winter Escape to Christiansons Nursery

I almost forgot about the gray lid of sky this afternoon. Ran the Man and I took a Sunday drive to Christiansons Nursery in Mt. Vernon. Inside one greenhouse we found this wonderful collection of citrus plants. Bright yellow lemons ornamented several trees. There were even little tiny quince growing on green bushes. Randy was reminded of his childhood in California when he would would wander around orange groves. Oranges usually don't grow in rainy damp Washington. Today we surrounded ourselves with tropical fruit, prehistoric sized ferns, and greenhouse warmth.

Tangerines ready for the picking.

Near the back of the greenhouse were some caged doves. Several tall cages were decorated  in the shabby-sheek style. Inside the cages the doves cooed peacefully. Little did we know that they were hiding a secret. Inside one of the rust gilded cages we found:

 Fledgling Baby Doves!!!

Wildwood Series

 My walks through the 100 acre wood are more imaginative since reading Wildwood by Colin Meloy. Could it be that the kinglets flying along with me have a story to tell?

These three paintings are my artistic interpretation of Wildwood:

"Part of the unique and successful structure of Wildwood comes from Colin Meloy's ability to bring these fantastical elements together with the recognizable foundation of Portland, Oregon and its wild—but very real—Forest Park. This highly creative story and firmly grounded landscape, combined with a familiar culture of bureaucratic red tape and politics-as-usual, creates a remarkable debut, one that speaks to—and about—our present state of affairs, as well as our wildest imaginations."  (Reviewed by Tamara Smith).
Go wander through your 100 acre wood!