Pages Forty-one and Forty-two:
I took a short break from doing two posts a day, but I’m back to the sketchbook, NORTHWEST WINTER TEXTURES, as well as Breathing Space. This find was marvelous for showing the variety of textures and creative beauty of nature. The more I looked the more I saw, the fir encased in dripping ice, and the way the fall leaves had wrapped the branches when caught in the high water that once was. The stack of branches worn smooth from rushing waters and caught together in the air above the river. And the obvious intrigue of the icicles widened by the lapping of the water as it rose and fell to different levels, hovering over the water’s surface.