I was a nineteen-year-old university student when I met Sally, a white-haired, bandana-wearing woman in her sixties. She was pursuing an MFA in painting. She was so exuberant about creating art that she inspired me to decide I would become an artist, too, once I came closer to retirement. Forty years later, it’s time. As I climb an intentional learning curve in art, I share these posts to keep myself accountable. May my efforts inspire others the way Sally inspired me.
Tuesday, April 7, 2020
Sudden Abundance
Very suddenly this week, near the Crown Beach Memorial State Beach shelter in Alameda, these big bushes are full of yellow blossoms. That's how it is out here: the flowers just seem to appear overnight and then after a few days they disappear. I suppose it's that way in the Midwest, too, but I was more used to the spring drill back in Iowa, where I lived for 60+ years until last year....
Here's a photo (below) of a flowering bush. I don't know the name of it. It's like a forsythia bush in the Midwest but with much larger flowers.
Who knows what's next? It's spring, and nature is full of abundance, no matter what else is going on.
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