:: II: watercolour morning ::

This image belies the fact that it was actually about 7.30am, not some simmering sunrise, no fear - this morning I didn't blink my eyes open until a much more earthly hour!

We have been having the privilege of looking after someone else's BEAUTIFUL home and crazy little kitten for a few days...and this is what we've been awakening to.

As I did this morning, I wondered with my first thoughts around how much this scene looked like a watercolour and then I suddenly changed my perception to "No, watercolour painting looks like this!" True, isn't it?

:: art in the early evening sunshine ::

we live a short drive away from this bountiful beach, literally covered in driftwood and pumice.  We do our best to make excuses to have to get over there for a forage and scavenge on a reasonably regular basis.

As the sun slowly slips lower in the sky there are beautiful plays of light and once the treasures have been found, my mind begins to want to play with what's around me. 

"L.O.V.E." in driftwood on the dune has been in existence for over two months now, with only the occasional need to repair.  It can been seen from the road, is made of natural material and is over a metre and a half tall.  I smile when I see it and I hope others do, too.

:: the small things - a good place to begin ::

On our way home from milking a neighbour's beautiful Dexter cow, Lady,  in our very pre-loved farm vehicle (old truck!), chattering excitedly, making plans for the rest of the day, we rumble along the gravel road past this ditch (or culvert is the correct term, I think), running gently alongside, shaded by tall, bare poplars...just quietly, serenely doing its own thing.

There was occasion to stop beside it last week and I could observe for a few moments.

For me, it is enchantingly special and soooo inspiring...the bands of colour harmoniously sitting side by side; the texture of the mosses and tiny grasses, stones, twigs, leaves earth, pondweed; the glassy-smooth plane of the slip of visible water reflecting harshly in just that minute window/mirror the world outside of this mini-cosmos.

A little inspiration to help me along the way.

What things are inspiring to you?