So neat the things coming to restate, the serendipity of this morning’s meditations, drawn cards. It is wonderful. I had thought I had been missing it. Perhaps, I had only to seek, to see what is ever present.
Skagit Valley, May morning
This week I spent one morning painting in my friend Kitty’s iris garden on Samish Island. The drive there took me past the farms of the Skagit Valley, one of the most beautiful agricultural landscapes I know. The views out my car window were amazing enough, but then I arrived at Kitty’s house. The irises were blooming in a profusion of colors and frills. Wow.
Kitty’s iris beds, Samish Island
These maroon and gold irises are called “Ancient Echoes.” They are the colors of Buddhist robes. And the team colors of the University of Minnesota’s golden Gophers!
Several women friends dropped in for the painting session. A fun day of art and conversation. We all appreciated Kitty’s hospitality and were thankful to be able to experience Nature’s exuberance in this special garden.
My watercolor paintings inspired by the irises in Kitty’s garden. The blue ones…
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