Mary McCloskey

Evening meditation

Think of the consistency

of a dragonfly's wing

Reflective of light and dark

in equal measure.

From the Winter Palace

I discovered this wonderful little "broom" plant at the arboretum last week. Like so many of the plants in the winter prairie, it was a complete surprise--I have no idea what the name of the plant is, though I searched Google a number of times for it. It looks like something one might have found at the Winter Palace. If anyone knows the name, please let me know.

Tree meditation on a Sunday in January

A dusting of snow on the tree branches as I look out the front window to the maple and the magnolia in the front yard. The palette is white, gray, copper--copper for the smattering of leaves that still blow freely in the chilly breeze. This is a winter scene that I visit frequently. I look out on this vista almost every morning while I drink my tea and many afternoons, gazing out from the confines of the cozy couch. Though I delight in color, this winter view is a perfect meditation on a cold January afternoon.

Sometimes, the gods hand you a gift

I found this photo leaning on a bridge overlooking a small creek where the ice and snow were breaking up. All I had to do was look down. I'm posting this on an afternoon when I spent a lot of time just making an encaustic mess. But I read something this morning: "Begin," it admonished."It's okay. Just begin." So I did. Who knows what tomorrow will bring.

Only connect

We were blessed with a sunny, warmer day today.  Lovely milk-blue light danced in the shadows of river branches.

Discovered on a winter walk

Winter sky at night

Ribbons and climbers

It's been bitterly cold and snowy here the last week. So, as a respite, I decided to dip into some of fall's ivy photos collaged with the last leavings of some of summer's prairie flowers.

Winter morning calm

Shadows band the prairie trees