Each day can hold artful moments.
As we all know life happens and time has a way of passing all too quickly.
Sometimes responsibilities and other duties can call us away from finding the hours to create.
It is then that that one may turn to those 15 minute intervals.
Often quarter of an hour segments can be carved out before going to work or retiring for the evening. No they may not lead to a finished project in one day but over the course of several days you find yourself making progress.
The old saying "slow and steady wins the race" may not be far wrong.
In fact there may be an advantage to this limitation. It gives one a chance to come back after a break and have a fresh perspective.
Also when you do have those extra hours to spend painting or pursuing an artistic endeavor - there is a deeper appreciation for that gift of time.
Hope each of you can at least find 15 minutes today for some artful moments.
"for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances." Apostle Paul 's words from Phil. 4:11 (NIV)
An old hymn "His Eye is On the Sparrow" always comes to mind when I see these sweet birds at the feeder. The words were written by Civilla D. Martin and then set to music by Charles H. Gabriel.
"Why should I feel discouraged, Why should the shadows come, Why should my heart be lonely And long for Heaven and home, When Jesus is my portion? My constant Friend is He: His eye is on the sparrow, And I know He watches me;"
Other songs have become more popular at church these days. Many are beautiful as well. Many have lovely words . Many are joyful.
Yet in certain times when life seems overwhelming and winter comes to the heart...there is wonderful comfort in the thought that the One whose eye is on the sparrow also is the One who watches me.
"Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?" Matt: 6:26 (NIV).
Even in the midst of winter one may find a piece of nature that inspires.
This partial corn cob and dried husk was lying beside my walking path. Its forlorn state appealed to my senses. There was something about how the husk curled and twisted that spoke to my eye. Lots of texture to capture.
Speaking of winter - it seems to have arrived today. There is a bit of snow gathering on the ground. Thus far at Harmony Hills we have not had more than a skiff of the white stuff. Quite unusual for this time of the year. Think now though that we may be seeing a bit more blustery weather coming our way. Time to get out the boots and gloves!
Time also to do a few more tangles.
How about you?
Would love to hear how you are spending time during winter's visit.