How full of light and color are their last days. ̶ John Burroughs # # # Arizona Impressionist artist Lois Griffel uses color and light in “Path through the Forest” to capture the legacy of Autumn’s world. (Image reprinted with permission of the artist in Life Is Full of Sweet Spots, by Mary O’Connor, © 2013.)
Setting the stage for the reds and golds of autmn’s foliage still to come, the summer marsh breaks into its own contagious rash of color. * * * Photo credit: Jan Logozzo
In a celebration of fantasy, imagination and artistic creation, the Florence Griswold Museum has transformed its grounds into a wee faerie village in the land of the Wizard of Oz and invited its visitors to open their minds to the world of day dreams. Visitors enjoy faerie-sized scenes from the Land of the Munchkins, through … More The gift of fantasy has meant more to me than my talent for absorbing positive knowledge. – Albert Einstein
And yet it was the watercolored feathers of this Lilac Breasted Roller, perched on a post in the grasses of Tanzania, that above all, beyond its clear call and acrobatic flight, captured my heart. * * * Lilac breasted roller, Tanzania. Photo by Mary O’Connor © 2010.
“Because they’re connected, taste and smell evoke joy in a way that your other senses can’t…If you want to experience joy, stop, slow down, and begin to pay attention to what you taste and smell when you’re making breakfast, when you’re in a restaurant, when you’re having wine, when you’re outside and it’s the beginning … More Taste entertains our tongues, satisfies our bellies, stirs our minds.
it takes with it its brilliance for the night, but first reminds us that another day will follow, equally as splendid. # # # Sunset over Lake Burunge, Tanzania. Photo by Mary O’Connor © 2010.
Figurative artist Lance Blum paints symbolic images to represent life as a magical journey. For me, the reflection of the trees, dancing in the night to the tune of the wind beneath the light of the stars and the moon, sets my imagination free. It is then that I see with more than my eyes and … More The trees only dance at night
Labor Day marks the ceremonial closing of summer, preserved through the calligraphy of fireworks, collapsing past seasonal glory into messages and dreams of tomorrow, flinging them across the sky. * * * Photos by Jan Logozzo, © 2013
He was named for rulers and kings, and drank the sweet nectar of the rose, but it was the way he floated and soared on those magnificent Renaissance wings— frescoes of orange and black—that never failed to give rise to the dreams of a wingless child. ******* “Flight of the Monarch” by Mary O’Connor from … More Flight of the Monarch
As long as I live, I’ll hear waterfalls and birds and winds sing. I’ll interpret the rocks, learn the language of flood, storm, and the avalanche. I’ll acquaint myself with the glaciers and wild gardens, and get as near the heart of the world as I can. – quote from Muir Journals, Son of the … More All the wild world is beautiful…
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