You can hear the wheels of photosynthesis grinding slower. With every breeze carries with it a handful of leaves. They swirl past my ears.
Mr. Bee, would you like to visit the goldenrod resting peacefully on the edge of a quiet pond? Or in the middle of a blowing prairie? Your options are many.
A scold of blue jays call in the deep oak forest, while the rain escorted me through. Did I mind the rain? Oh no! On the contrary, I quite like the unexpected rain in the woods.
Come on a hike with me and see the sketch in process in my nature journal:
I would like to start a nature journal club but I do not know what that will look like yet. It doesn’t have to be paintings, It can be just text. Or text and a pencil sketch. Well, for now, I’m throwing it out there. Let’s see what materializes.
Sounds wonderful!!
Thank you 🙂 Would you like me to link to your blog? If so, let me know what state/area you are from. In the future I can add it to a nature journal post.
I like this idea a lot!
Thank you 🙂
I need this. I’m all in from central Pennsylvania. Let’s see what materializes with this idea!
Awesome! Do you have a blog? If not maybe the nature journal club will suggest activities to do seasonally.
Lovely 🌺
Thank you! Can I submit a link to your blog in a nature journal post sometime in the future? Beautiful work. If so, let me know what state or area you paint from.
Welsh Marches in the UK 🌺
great idea!
Thanks Carole 🙂 Do you have a nature/journal/art blog? 🙂
I’d love to give it a go from Quebec. 🙂
Awesome! Can I link to your blog in a future nature journal club post? 🙂