“Do you know," Peter asked, "why swallows build in the eaves of houses? It is to listen to the stories.” ~ J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan


winter, northeast texas

there's a tiptoe of color in the front side yard,
january blossoms on the usually, but not always, february tulip tree.
i wore white fake fur earmuffs against the cold gusts of wind, but no coat or socks,
and i smiled at this texas winter.
katie is wishing for one more day of snow;
i am sure if it happens, it will happen when she is in france and she will miss it.



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    1. thanks for stopping by, and yes to this winter. yes!

  2. As I pluck errant pieces of twig that were blown into my hair by January gales, I have to admit to being jealous of your Texas winter but glad (ever so) that you are enjoying it ♥

    1. ah, yesterday we too ran through the wind. luckily it was short lived. :)

  3. I am loving your texture work, another fabulous image!

    And I'm a bit starved for blossoms in January, so thank you for showing them here, they look like they're having a lovely party.

    1. oh, thank you! it has always been my intention to merge my photography with my painting - this is the first step along that path, and it is fun! I lose myself in the same way i lose myself in painting. a good sign.

      and today - more sunhine and more tulip tree blossoms. plus i actually saw an early blooming dogwood, blossoms already dropping into the street. a crazy season.

  4. nothing will bloom here yet for 4 months (if Mother Nature smiles on me),
    so your bloom made my heart smile. thanks emmatree.
    in fondest of thoughts,
    & with flat out blowing snow.

  5. love these soft and artsy images you do
    they are wall worthy

    and i mean

    BIG wall worthy.

    mural-like. xoxo


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