Its amazing to me, but the more I try to just attempt to keep life simple, and do my thing, the more interference from life seems to step in front of me and demand attention.  Well I decided with this post to limit myself in my ramblings.  I'll just talk about the painting seen here.

The watercolor was, yet again, painted in the ravine near to my home.  Its steep sides cut by a stream that works its way crisscrossing the length of the canyon certainly has provided me many vantages to paint.  Here the north side of one of the slopes, carries the final bits of winter.  As I stood to paint, I was looking south into the sun, with the sunlight glinting off the surface of the stream.  With temperatures above the freezing mark, I chose to paint with my watercolors.  Painting the woods with it's snow receding against the glint of the sun off the stream, presented me with a visual challenge which I gladly accepted.

It is so healing to stand next to the stream and listen to it's gurgling and bubbling.  It is referenced much in the Word of Life and certainly helps one to once again  slow down, and rest in the peace, and gather the image of life from the perspective which I should be seeing things.  All the cares of the world were gone along with its noise.  Replaced by the peace and the presence of its Maker.