OT: Sometimes you just need a dose of beauty . . .

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Today was very mild here in LA (Lower Alabama) and while the clouds started moving in, for a change  it wasn’t raining or muddy from the rain.

Benny came home early to take advantage of the weather and do a few outside chores, and he suggested I come out for a stroll in the yard while he was there to keep an eye on me (my balance isn’t great and I have a real fear of falling again).

And so I did. The wind was kicking up, sending my hair into my face, but it felt good to be outside. The two dogs in the yard, Elvis and Rascal, seemed happy to me and didn’t manage to knock me down with their enthusiastic welcome. I petted and sweet-talked them and they responded with wagging tails and, in Rascal’s case, “talking” (he is part German Shepherd and they can be chatty).

I saw the blueberry bushes were beginning to bud and patches of grass as green as emeralds were sprouting up here and there.

“Those two pear trees down at your folk’s are blooming. Oh, and the daffodils are blooming in the farmhouse yard,” Benny told me.

I smiled.                                                                    07 First Impressions

“Those daffodils are always a sign to me spring was on its way,” I said. (click on First Impressions above to hear Yo-Yo Ma, Edgar Meyer and Mark O’Connor)

The landscape is still a bit brown, but I think ahead to the coming months, the beautiful lavender blue of the hydrangeas, the royal shades of the irises, the soft pink of the wild roses that grow on the banks that flank our  red clay country road. The intoxicating scent of the honeysucle and lively oranges and yellows of the tiger lilies that seem to abound everywhere.

The thoughts of flowers lead me to thoughts of Monet and his fellow Impressionists, who worked so hard to capture the beauty of the natural world and of everyday life.  And  so I started look at Renoir’s paintings, and listening to Yo-Yo Ma and his friends, and enjoying a dose of beauty, which is very good for the spirit and soul.

About fedoralady

I'm an LA native--Lower Alabama, that is. My husband of more than 30 years and I live here on a portion of my family's former farm with two gorgeous calicos and a handsome GSD mix. My background is art education, and over the years I've been a teacher, department store photographer, sales associate and a journalist. My husband, his business partner and I have Pecan Ridge Productions, a video production company, for which I shoot & edit video and stills and manage marketing. I also still write part-time for the local paper. I love movies, music, art, photography and books, and my tastes in all of them are eclectic.

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  1. Although my computer won’t let me play the file, I know what you mean about spring. I’m glad you’re able to get out with the doggies. I’m sure they miss you. Here, spring is coming, too, with daffodils and irises fattening up in my courtyard and roses starting to leaf out. Already, the almond trees are blooming amid so many different colours of green. The sun brightens the mountains and the land is truly beautiful. It is still cold, about 4 degrees C on the railway platform this morning, but it’s getting warmer.

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