"If you ask me what I came to do in this world, I, an artist, will answer you: I am here to live out loud." ~ Emile Zola

15 March 2012


After a long winter turned inward, I open to the vibrance of spring with a bit of trepidation. My favorite season, one of awakening and rebirth, seems a little too bright and motion-filled this year. I welcome it still, through my fear.

Today I heard and saw a robin, my first of the year, singing strongly and happily, tail bobbing with each chirp. And although we've had our cardinal pair with us all winter long, one morning this week I heard the male sing for the first time since autumn. His call pierced the last of winter's cool air like the sun's rays, breaking through clouds and reaching to my struggling spirit.

Sharing some photos:

I cut some of our just-born daffodils today to bring inside.

A tree of cascading flowers (a Sorrel/Sourwood/Lily of the Valley Tree) in our yard has already brought crowds of big, fat bumblebees to buzz through the blossoms.

We hung our new birdhouse from Etsy's Bacon Square Farm in the hopes of attracting a happy bird family this year.
A gift from my sister. Thanks, Lis.

An afternoon at the park. My niece Gigi is a dirt girl like me. :)


Sailor Purrs said...

Lovely. Keep posting! xo

T.Allen said...

Good to see you, love. I've been "turned inward" for 5 seasons, take baby steps and deep breaths, we can do it. xo

SilentLotus Creations said...

Thanks so much to you both! :) xo

Tameka, thank you for the understanding and encouragement. <3