Friday, April 8, 2011

Birch Trees

I love birch trees, so it's been fun to watch the one in Laury's front yard transition through the seasons. It sparkled with little golden leaves last fall...
It provided a simple frame for a beautiful winter sunrise...
and now it's coming to life in the warm spring sun.
 Tiny green leaves dot the long, graceful branches while soft catkins drip from the ends. My totally frustrated non-artistic self longs to be able to paint them. I see them in a dreamy watercolor a la Monet; I see them on beautiful silk drapes framing the windows of a sunny green and white dining room; I see them as a spun-gold necklace caressing a long, slender neck.
Couldn't I please be reincarnated as an artist next time around?

1 comment:

  1. I saw a Wisteria, about to bloom this afternoon, and it made me think of you.