Today, in an effort to warm-up, I played with my mantle. Yes, it's cold here in Florida. Not that I can, in any way, imagine the frigid temps so many of you are experiencing. But today I am bundled up in a few layers. We refuse to run heat unless absolutely necessary, so we layer up and keep moving.
When we travel I always bring bits of nature home with me. I have pinecones from Concord, Massachusetts and pods from Mt. Vernon. I've picked dried hydrangea heads from bushes in Charleston, S.C. and Asheville N.C.. And, of course, I have rocks from everywhere I've been with the date and place written on them...thrifty souvenirs.
I've scattered them across my mantle, along with feathers and wasp nests, for a calm, neutral and natural look...great for this time... the bleak midwinter.
The sweet matron in this early watercolor has faded with time. Her dress is a warm brown and her bonnet is tied with a pretty blue plaid.
Thank you so very much for all the kind words and condolences so many of you left on my last post. I appreciate your thoughtfulness. Your words comforted me.
Please, if you are so inclined, keep my aunt in your prayers. At the age of eighty eight she has now buried four of her children...two infants, a six year old and now her oldest daughter, at just sixty-one...a mighty burden for such a good woman. She is the last of my aunties, my favorite...and my heart aches for her.
And also my cousin's husband. They were together since they were fifteen...46 years. They did not have children so he is alone now.
Have a great weekend and stay safe and warm!
Enjoy the day,