Yesterday was our first snowfall. The snow rests on beach grasses, the lawn, and on the leaves of lilac and rose bushes. The sunrise is a gentle palette of pastel colors, blue and pink.
I’ve always lived in the Midwest, USA. I’m farther north than where I grew up, and the landscape speaks to my soul. My father’s parents came here from Sweden, Nanna and Poppa Ernie. Sometimes when I see pictures on blogs from Sweden, I feel homesick, though I’ve never been there. Christmas was always a lot about Nanna. My mother’s German mother, Grace, died exactly a year before I was born. I feel as though I know Grace now, as I feel my art is from her in many ways.
The pictures are courtesy of antiqueclipart.com.