Old and New

No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn.

Hal Borland

Already I'm a bit behind in my March project, Sketching My World, but I've decided to let myself off the hook.  Five out seven days is a pretty good start.

I did manage to drag my silly self back to the park (the one I wrote about on Monday ) to walk and work in my journal this morning.  I really should have checked the thermostat before leaving the house.  It would have been nice to have gloves on as I tried to sketch in 45 degree weather!  Good grief.  I guess I was just in such a hurry to get out the door I didn't realize how cool it was.  As you might remember from Saturday's post, I'm a wimp when it comes to sketching in cool weather.

This time of year the woods is an interesting mix of dried and withered fall foliage and fresh green spring buds and shoots.  The juxtaposition of old and new seemed a nice theme for a journal page...

I sketched it all out in pencil but forgot to take a photo at that point.   At home I added pen and watercolor which, of course, gives the page a completely different look.  I had so much fun doodling in more lines and splashing paint around that it became more of a painting than a sketch.  Next time I'll try to remember to take my small watercolor set with me.

The words on the page are just some random thoughts I had about the seasons and the way they help give my life rhythm and flow.  I also wrote about my gratitude for the message of hope contained in each budding plant and sprouting seed.  

No matter how long and hard the winter, it is always followed by spring, the season of new life and new beginnings.  It's one of the few things we can count on no matter what!

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