Rachel - Treeflections

Reflections on the water - They're trees, and yet not trees.

Rachel - Small Things

Rachel - Curves and Color

Rachel - Watercolor

Where there is light, color and water, there is magic.  Alone, each falls flat, but combined they are delicious.  Whether ocean, rain, fountain, puddle, lake, fog or lowly goblet I find these combined elements enchanting.  Here is my watercolor.

Lori Singer~ Photography inspired Poetry

 

In-between the Gray,

Pink showed her the way.

  

 She was situated  somewhere between the two extremes. 

Gray skies  to the west and coral skies to the east.  

 The magic evening light of the sun bowing slowly and doing her thing. 

 Pink using her magic ways.   

 She convincing her, that a rough day is just  but a day, and all days are beautiful days beautiful days when observed in just right way.  

Revealing the gray, as just a scale, and not cause for gloom, trouble, or worry.

 Gray the beauty of color indeterminate between black and white. 

The color with so many shades it's not always easy to tell them apart and an art students nightmare project or delight. 

 Sometimes warm and at others cold.  

Get those scales just right said Grace M, the art students teacher.

The importance of gray as a color, not mere black and white. 

Light to dark. 

   Setting. 

 Reflecting. 

 Reflecting celestial light, reflecting color on gray, revealing heavenly skies through the inky monochrome display of clouds in the valley night.

To the east,  heavenly skies, and to the west, emerald hills,  light patches of wild mustard flowers dotting the roadside.  

All framing the spectacular views of the valleys.

The evening somewhere between the light and dark of the night.  And then Pink in the sky. 

 There she was out of the blue, revealing the rosy light.    

 Pink showing  her the way... upon the gray atmospheric canvas above.  

 Gray just a  mood. 

A pervading  feeling always with undercurrents and overlays of the beautiful Pink when illuminated just right. 

 So dear friend... befriend the gray and know Pink will show you the way.

Lori Singer

Rachel - My Tree in Winter

I love my tree.  Each of its seasons are beautiful in their own way, from the first tender green buds in spring, through the verdant canopy of shade in summer and all the way until the final leaf falls, laying bare the vein-like branches in winter.

Rachel - Tender Beginning

Here are my beautiful niece and her husband on their wedding day.  They are so in love, and so tender together.  I wish then a lifetime of tenderness and care.

Rachel - A Marvelous Bird

Growing up my grandfather regaled me with many witticisms, pithy poems and tall tales; one of my favorites was a limerick about that marvelous bird, the pelican.  After my grandpa's death in 2009 at age 96 I researched and found that it was written by Dixon Lanier Merritt, but for me it will always be my grandpa's poem.

Oh, you wanted the poem?  Here it is:

A marvelous bird is the pelican,

its beak can hold more than its belican,

it can hold in its beak enough for a week,

what a marvelous bird is the pelican.