OnMarch 4tha light snow covered the ground, the streets were icy, and winter showed no signs of leaving. After living in the mountains for 18 years at 1000 feet above Bend (4500 feet) I was no stranger to spring snow. Lots of it. Up there in a land where, maybe,when spring had passed a few daisies and daffodils survived the summer deer.
But, surprise, all has changed down here in the city. That which came after the snow had melted around my little cottage was amazing. In the following posts I attempt to share a bit of summer as it blossoms behind a precious six-foot fence.
March 30th, Spring Equinox, 2018. Light was returning in our hemisphere, snow had melted in town, and I was in the back yard rooting around mysterious foliage in my thickly planted garden. Crunched between a fir hedge and an adjacent monkey tree, appeared my favorite fantasy flower, a Lenten Rose. Never had I seen one in real time, I’d only seen pictures of this plant, also called a Heliotrope. It was my favorite image that I had painted on Christmas cards – the year I set out to paint each and every card I sent individually. (Out of 100 friends on my list, I made it to 50. Fun, but too much.) So, here it was, in person. It’s not clear why I have such fondness for the Lenten Rose, sometimes referred to as the Christmas Rose. Maybe it’s the colors, the faded mauves and light greens, the shapes, the way the blooms grow close and back- to-back to one another. It awakens something deeply spiritual, or complete, or maybe ancient within.
It was at this point I decided to paint my garden, flower-by-flower as each new botanical wonder displayed its unique expression of creation.
April 28, 2018 on my early morning stroll, the weather still, sunny, and cold I discovered this tiny little tulip. It seemed shy nestled up beside a pinecone, maybe for a little comfort. Small as it was, it sounded a fanfare for its many sisters, brothers, cousins and family members who soon awakened showing random colors, shapes, heights in many locations throughout this half-acre garden.
Painting my garden continues.