Thursday, March 1, 2007


Hey, it’s been awhile since I posted over here. Have to keep an eye on that.

I think we had just about everything except hurricanes tornadoes yesterday. And I can only really be sure about where I spent the day, namely Junction City. It rained. It hailed. It snowed. It sleeted. And in between the sun came out and it was bright enough to almost blind you.

I followed a huge black cloud home from work last night and it must have been pouring because the road was almost flooded. But, where I was the sun was shining, the clouds were big and poufy, and the grass is so green right now. I’m not sure there’s a green in the painter’s palette to match it. And even if you could match the color, there’s that shimmer from standing water that just is. It can’t be matched. I’m not sure if a photographer can catch it. You can only look at it long and hard and tuck it away in your memories. And maybe that’s how it’s meant to be.



tenyearnap said...

Sounds awesome! I love weather extremes like long as no one gets killed over it. Beautiful to watch nature unfold her wonders.
(Yes, it has been too long between posts here ;-)

thesheatons said...

There's an old, old Bonanza episode. I forget if the man was a friend or a friend of a friend who needed someplace to get his bearings. He was an artist who'd lost his sight. He was outside by the lake with one of the Cartwrights. Ben, I think, but it's been years since I've seen this. And it's one of the few episodes that's stuck all these years.

The artist asks what's around them. The usual, trees, water, grass, sky. Then he starts asking for a more detailed description. Not just green, but what kind of green? Not just blue but what kind of blue. Are there clouds? Are they reflected in the water? He comes to understand that he may not be able to paint with a brush anymore, but he has a life time of memories of places he's been and seen and he can still paint them. With words.

thesheatons said...

I"ve been knitting. It's hard to knit and type at the same time.

toonguykc said...

Wild weather!!  I love Spring because you never know if Mother Earth is going to be happy, grumpy, hateful -- or all three emotions in the span of 12 hours!!  Glad you're back journaling.


mlraminiak said...

I'm really hating the weather we've been having.  Lots of snow in the air around here, didn't stick to the ground much, but it's TOO cold and yucky.  I was saying to the girls last night that snow in December is charming.  Snow in February is NOT.  Lisa  :-]