We live by a beautiful river. Its personality changes from day to day and season to season. I have painted it a number of times (you can see below), even once just using paper. The marsh changes color over the months, bringing the promise of spring when the first green tips show on the grass. Initially, the green is so subtle, you aren't quite sure you are seeing the evidence of spring. Is it a shadow, a mirage, a shift in the sunlight through the clouds? Within a day, the new green fronds reveal themselves without any doubt. Last week, we had sheets of ice on top of the marsh. It is a daily wonder. Tonight we pulled in at sunset and saw the sun lighting up the river and the clouds above. Stunning. How blessed are we. This is my four hundred eighty-first daily drawing. Thank you for looking.
