A stand of birch trees

I remember the deep quiet of walking through the woods on a snowy gray afternoon, the birches confident they couldn’t be seen poking out between the snow falling and already fallen.

Liz’s art makes these memories come back alive for me. Liz, thank you for that gift.

The Museum

Day nineteen : A stand of birch trees stood sentinel in the dark.

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#Inktober2017 #inktober

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Guest artist Elizabeth Daggar

I’ve been following Elizabeth’s blog since the beginning of October and have thoroughly enjoyed it.

Here is something she wrote in a recent post that struck me.

Most folks are temporary. There’s a time during which you overlap. It ends.

The thing to always remember is that you’re permanent. Be permanent to yourself. A solid. And recognize those who exhibit permanent qualities in return— they’re your rocks. Will help get you to your True North. The Keepers.

– from this post

 

And here is an example of her artwork.031_broom-and-pumpkin

I highly recommend her blog!

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