Getting outside has been a bright spot in these strange, lonely days. While others have discovered the parks I love, I confess I’ve mostly stayed close to home. Still, there are interesting things to find if you know where to look.
Spring is underway, but Winter is still visible. New colors have appeared and the air is filled with the songs of the birds.
In these days of confinement and anxiety it’s been comforting to get outside even a little bit. I thought I’d share some pictures from the last few weeks, which saw Winter slowly loosening its grip on my area, even as we all hunkered down.
My wife spotted this stick snake on the short trail near our house. I love its goofy nose. Now we check for it each time we walk by.
I’ve been busy or, more accurately, heavy with responsibilities lately. Not important stuff, but stuff that had to get done. It’s part of my job and it’s predictable, but it still takes me out of my routine and puts me off my stride emotionally.
As soon as I was able I carved out a little time to do some drawing. I can get an illustration completed in a couple of hours, so it’s a really effective way to reconnect with my creative energies.
Cassie & I were able to hit the trails for the first time in weeks yesterday. Lately it’s been either dry and cold or warm and wet, but never nice enough for a good hike. Our excursion was great fun, even though the woods were pretty drab. Here are a few of our finds!
I completed a drawing of a spent stump puffball today based upon a fantastic picture taken by my mom.
I like the clouds of white spores on the black background, though the arrangement of all the parts is a little strange. That’s because I had initially placed a shadow under the puffball, which I decided was both poorly executed and made it seem like a specimen on a table. The black portion of the illustration was my solution to the problem of hiding that wonky shadow.
This past weekend I visited my parents’ cabin (where I left this as a surprise) for a couple days of gaming and camaraderie with a pair of good friends. On Sunday morning, after one had left but before the other had rolled out of bed, I took a nice quiet walk around the lake.
I found plenty of beautiful and strange things in the cold misty morning. Read on to see what else I found.
Having forgotten on two occasions to hand this over to my mother, I finally gave her something special I’ve been sitting on for many weeks.
Mom is a talented artist who is making time to do more and more drawing in recent months, so I gave her a blank journal to house her illustrations, writing, and other creative or personal output. Like her son, she nurtures interests in Nature, mushrooms, weird natural shapes & textures, and more in her art. To push her a little in that direction, I added the above turkeytails to the first page with an inscription. I had fun making it and even more when I finally got the chance to let it go.