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I
was thinking about a quote from a friend this last week and realised
it does sum me up.
"I
think you are a man who can find interest and pleasure and be in the
moment, so you only need to take Winter for a walk……the rest of
us have to go to Europe.”
While
I love to travel,
to
see,
to
explore,
to
learn
and
to
know
She
is right; I don't have to go very far and it is oh so true, I can
find pleasure in the most benign of things.
Several
weeks ago I picked some fallen Milkweed; old, stark, weather beaten
though they are I keep returning to them and draw and paint them
trying to capture their essence.
Fascinated
by their structure.
And
while doing this I wonder just how many people walk right by them and
if they think of them at all they regard them as 'weeds' ..
Oh
but here on my desk they are beginning to reawaken, the few remaining
seeds are opening, and deploying their little parachutes, waiting for
a breeze to send them off on their journey, fulfilling the promise.
I
see this happening before my eyes and wait for the story to unfold...
"The
real voyage of discovery consists of not in seeking new landscapes
but in having new eyes." - Marcel Proust
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