"art is a verb"
yup those michigan rivers! we had one out back too and where it overflowed each year, we planted the corn in the muck and it was the sweetest corn ever! your photos are gorgeous!
Wonderful pics.Sitting next to rivers makes one calm and relaxed.
beautiful poem ...... the pictures are just bursting with unexpected color - esp the top one with the snatches of blue sky and green tree reflected water. It's all such a beautiful tribute to what grew you :)
Lovely photographs, Nancy. I relate so well. I also grew up with a beautiful river flowing through the farm.
I love your poetry in motion. And LOVE the first photo - it's a fav of mine.
Hi, just stopped by from the Ball, and I must say, I love picture and the words are perfect.
This is a beautiful photo of "your" river...what a wonderful experience growing up with this in your life.
What a beautiful river... and how important it is a part of how you "grew into"...you. And your paintings are dreamy and magical. Roxanne
Beautiful autumn reflections!! and re your previous post - you are an artist!! Artists just practice all their life! that's why they call it 'their practice'!
rambling rose, the previous post is a counter of sorts to one i did august 13th, "i am an artist" when...so many ways to practice.
That first photo has such beauty in it. And "where I grew into me" is such a poetic phrase to me.
I found your blog from Robyn, over at Art Propelled. Just wanted to say I am enjoying it! Love that top photo.