My love affair with nature will never end. I often think, “What will I do if my vision fails me as I age? Will I fall out of love?”
I think not.
You see thankfully nature is not just sight. It is smelling moisture in the air before a storm, it is hearing the wind rush through tree branches in the distant as it quickly gets closer, it is the touch of slippery algae covered rocks in the pond, and the taste of wild chives growing in spring. I don’t know why I worry so much but I do and I need not to. Thank you God.
What would become of my art should such a fate befall?
Limited but not destroyed. My friend and co-member of the LaGrange Art League, Lloyd Bradbury has overcome this limited vision obstacle. He did not let such a problem paralyze his creativity but continued on. He gives me great encouragement.
I learn to love nature by all senses real and maybe a little manipulated for fun:
This picture I took has been touched up on the computer. Not because it wasn’t beautiful on it’s own, but just for the fun of it. The picture seems to exaggerate the bare twigs against the sky, one of my favorite winter features.
This picture I took yesterday is real. Can you find the hawk hiding in pine camouflage? I saw him fly at great speed and land right in the middle of the pine.
All of us in our own way can enjoy what was made for us. I will never take that for granted.