She is a dancer of life
embracing highs and lows (mountain tops and valleys)
She prefers being on her toes
and offering grace to the world
embracing highs and lows (mountain tops and valleys)
She prefers being on her toes
and offering grace to the world
~
which brings back a memory:
when i was younger and i felt like i wasn't being heard
i would stand on things
i did not know why, it was not a conscious choice
maybe i thought if I was taller or higher I had a better chance of being heard
~
I was hiking yesterday
hoping to find an antler
and look:
thrilled!
I was hiking yesterday
hoping to find an antler
and look:
*
So fun with the girl dancing high and low. I like the way yo've painted the skirt, and the colors.
ReplyDeleteoh you have found an antler! It's thrilling! Did you bring it with you to home?
Lovely weekend to you :)
oh yes, I did bring it home with me!
DeleteI rarely find antlers, so that was truly fun!
Thanks for enjoying this painting, I enjoyed making it.
Lovely weekend to you and Eva!
what a fun drawing and loved your story too. the antlers made me sad though, hopefully they grow back though? I'm guessing they do.
ReplyDeletehi Geraldine,
Deleteno need to feel sad, they fall off every year around this time and grow a new set. just the natural way of the deer, it is called shedding.
wishing you a lovely day!
Great find!! I have never found antlers. Good for you! This is for me the only way to receive an antler.
ReplyDeleteHallo, Ramona, look, what she has found....the stag is offering his antler to show her, that she is on the right way to discover HIM.....
Deletethank you ladies! it is such a joy to find them in the wild.
Deletefantastico Tammie,tu hai una meravigliosa connessione ; ),dolce ricordo!un abbraccio!
ReplyDeleteyes, a wonderful connection ~thank you!
DeleteDancing on the mountain tops ... and being heard.
ReplyDeleteI love this painting and your story.
Just. LoVe. It!
thank you for enjoying Rose
Deletexo
Tammie she is so sweet, your art is so fresh and lovely!
ReplyDeleteah, thank you Kat
DeleteWhere is the place, where my beloved is? Why has he left me sighing here? He ran away like a deer - and he left me wounded, I ran after him and could not catch him...
ReplyDelete(first verse of the Canticle from John of the Cross)
thank you for sharing the verse that was inspired by this Dori ~
Deletecute drawing. that's a nice memory.
ReplyDeleteI used to stretch my legs while in bed, pointing my toes out as far as I can so that I would grow taller but sadly I'm still short.
hope you have a lovely day.
that is a cute story too Lissa, thanks for sharing!
DeleteSweet week to you~