"Come away my beloved and be like a gazelle
or like a young stag on the spice laden mountains”
Song of Solomon
Looking out of the window this morning, a beautiful crisp and sunny day, a couple of degrees above freezing, the leaves are turning. It must be beginning fall? Appalachian Fall to be precise. September quickly passed and three oil paintings completed as I ready for the winter collection. Feel free to check out for a ruthless critique. Now, no ruth!
“Sunrise from Bear Pen” a mere half a mile away from me, if you are a crow. It must be the most beautiful outlook in Ashe County - but don't tell anyone!
“Sunrise over Ashe County” again looking from Bear Pen, but it could be anywhere as I’m just playing around with gentle illuminated motion.
“Shimmering Wilson Creek” I think the highest creek in Virginia. May I say that this hidden place, in Grayson Highlands, VA is very close to me. There were times I would come here for fellowship every day, doing the circuit of a couple of miles with Gracie, my golden retriever. We would run the loop over rocks and boulders, both of us excited at every twist and turn. It was luscious in summer, dripping with colour and shimmering sunlight, animated and awash with motion and dancing shadows formed by gentle cool breezes. The waters crystal clear. Click on the images for further information.
October might offer blazing copper tones and maple-reds, as I look up the hill from the house - let's wait and see! I’m mindful to paint in watercolours again and excited about the prospect of being encouraged to “come away” like a gazelle.