Wednesday, April 17, 2013

As I see it... brilliant color.

I rose when the sun did.

Cycled through farmland softened by early morning mist,

listening to bird song and silence.

Past fields where workers hoed weeds and planted seed potatoes...

knowing I would have the breath knocked out of me by color.

What amazing living rainbows spread out before us every spring in this little valley.

We witness this annual miracle and still can't believe the beauty spread like a magic carpet. 

When it's this early I can cycle down the middle of the road, all alone with the birds and the flowers and the occasional cluster of friendly farm workers, their laughter echoing across the fields.

As far as the eye can see, ribbons of color are flung across the earth.

I turn for home, past barns and fields and wide swaths of grass around the farmhouses.

Pardon me for gushing again.

But what else can you do when it seems that God has taken out His brightest box of crayons again and colored all over the world with great glee?


Jeri Landers said...

How incredible that you are surrounded by this MASTERPIECE. I will have to be happy with my little patch of tulips, but wow!, this is just breathtaking! It is almost like Holland. I wish I could ride a bicycle down our country roads, but these folks drive like maniacs around here, as if no one else is on the street. Happy planting and painting to you dear artist.

Michelle Palmer said...

Perfect. Absolutely beautiful~

Lisa said...

Wow! That is gorgeous! I loved your comment about God's box of crayons :). Very fitting.

Sherrie Spangler said...

Wow, wow, wow! I'm catching up on blog reading and my breath was taken away by your photos and the beauty of the fields.