We begin the New Year 2019 with an extraordinary plan of photography travel and many new avenues of art expression to add to our already huge photography base. Art is a very important part of our photography in many different ways but especially in our Art on Canvas work. 2019 brings excitement and expression together in a wonderful way. We look forward to sharing with you as we travel and share.
My whiteness shadoweth Him Who is most fair,
All spotless: yea, my whiteness which I wear
Exalts His Purity beyond compare.*
I think I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast; A tree that looks at God all day, And lifts here leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in Summer ear A nest of robins in her hair; Upon whose bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with rain. Poems are made by fools like me, But only God can make a tree.**
Remembering…the days of wine and roses, tawny days and early morning walks in the cool and bashful morning mist…
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“THESE are the tawny days: your face comes back. The grapes take on purple: the sunsets redden early on the trellis. The bashful mornings hurl gray mist on the stripes of sunrise. Creep, silver on the field, the frost is welcome. Run on, yellow balls on the hills, and you tawny pumpkin flowers, chasing your lines of orange. Tawny days: and your face again.”*