Saturday, May 11, 2013

Emily Carr, Thinking, Dandelions

I finally got my hands on a book by Emily Carr called Klee Wyck. It isn't that it's that hard to find, but funds, a trip to Powell's and Powell's having it finally all coincided at the same time for me. Ah, the patience was worth it! What a little gem. It makes me ache. It gives a glimmer to me of the Pacific Northwest before it was all "civilized". I wish I could have seen it, with the deep dark forests and the mammoth trees. I wish I could have known Emily Carr. She is by far the female artist I relate to the most. She was just loving the good, strong place God put her and that love is there in her trees and her totems. 

The weather has been so warm this week. I don't like it being this warm so early in spring. I like winter in Oregon, misty and cool and fresh. I go for a walk most every day and I like it when the air is clean and cool and crisp. I like to walk in the quiet and think and pray. There is a road I always walk down, but lately every time I walk down it it smells like some sort of lawn treatment chemical. Ugh, really people? Have we not gotten past needing to through poison all over the place? Dandelions are not so bad.  I rather like them.

I really wish they'd quit doing that.