Showing posts with label seasons. Show all posts
Showing posts with label seasons. Show all posts

Monday, March 12, 2018

More Spring



Spent the weekend down in Richmond, where spring is a little farther along than at home.

Terraces at Maymont Park, river in the background.

Italian Garden.

Ben and Clara clowning in the grotto.

Thursday, March 1, 2018

Sunday, February 11, 2018

Andrew Wyeth: Bleak

In a gray winter, these speak to me. Above, November First.

Over the Hill, 1953

Fence Line, 1967

Winter Corn Fields, 1962

Olson House, 1969

Sunday, December 31, 2017

Art for a Frozen Day

Fleury Chenu, Snowy Landscape, c.1850-75

Monet, The Magpie, 1868

Pieter Brueghel the Elder, Hunters in the Snow, 1565

Willem Maris, Winter Landscape, 1875. I did some research on Maris because I liked this painting so much, but it seems that most of his paintings show cows or geese in marshy Dutch landscapes. Mostly cows. Lots and lots of cows.

Fred Stein, Soir d'Hiver à Paris, 1934

Hendrick Avercamp, Winter Landscape with Iceskaters, 1608

Caspar David Friedrich, Winter, 1807

Alexei Savrasov, Winter, 1870

Thursday, December 21, 2017

Happy Solstice

Blessed be the waxing of the light.

Friday, November 24, 2017

Leaf Pile 2017







The best things are simple things, like a leaf pile on a perfect Fall day.

Wednesday, November 22, 2017

Late Fall Color








All taken on a 15-minute walk in Washington, today. One of many things I feel thankful for.

Tuesday, June 20, 2017

Solstice

As the arc of the sun reaches its peak, may it lift your spirits to their highest.

Sunday, May 14, 2017

Beaten Down by the Rain.

My garden is moving into summer, but I haven't posted any pictures because it rained all week. Yesterday I went out during a break and took these pictures.






Thursday, April 13, 2017

And Yet More Spring

Lovely row of houses on N Street near Dupont Circle; I like to imagine that the owners compete against each other fiercely.


Part of the row. This one is for sale, so if you have a few million to drop on a house you could live in your own urban bluebell meadow.




Good year for pansies.


And one of the glories of the neighborhood, a tree peony that has been putting on this show for a decade.