I think that maybe autumn is the season that becomes more loved as we age. I do not remember caring a bit about autumn when I was a kid... yeah, yeah, the leaves changed colors, the fair came to town, football games would be every Friday night...
Oh, but now... How thankful I am that I live in a place where autumn is so beautiful that it makes me slow down and sigh! The air has a crisp feeling. There's a smell of change - smoky, musky freshness. There's a crunching in the background all the time as squirrels and rabbits scamper through leaves - no more sneaking around.
The other night my husband and I sat on our porch rocking back and forth enjoying autumn in our own little mini-forest when something occurred to me... Way back a quarter of a century ago, didn't we dream of sitting on a front porch and leisurely rocking the evenings away? It's a sweet thing to realize when a dream actually comes true.
Original Oil Painting on 24"x 36" Wrapped Canvas
Currently not listed for Sale... I like it on my own wall too much. :)
Original Oil Painting on 24"x 36" Wrapped Canvas
Currently not listed for Sale... I like it on my own wall too much. :)
This is a beautiful area to live in and the autumns are absolutely beautiful. Your painting is lovely. The blues against the oranges and yellow oranges make create excitement and wonder. Gorgeous!
ReplyDeleteohhhhh my word, this is a spectacular painting!!!! Love the shadows....I want to leap in there and ruffle with the leaves!
ReplyDeleteYou are living your dream! :) I hope you have another 25+ years of golden! I love the movement of the leaves on the ground! Nice, very nice.
ReplyDeleteUtter beauty...in the picture and in your words. I am 23, in love, and yes, we do dream of sitting on the porch watching a golden autumn evening. Thanks for sharing!
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