I left a meeting on Wednesday night to get completely drenched in a last-minute thunderstorm. The sky went orange, the wind blew, hail fell, BUCKETS fell, and in 15 minutes... it was all over. I stopped on the way home to stand out on 8th street and snap this next photo.
|from my cell phone camera on 8th Street... it was so much more electrifying in real life.|
Scenes like those are the reason that prairie people get all upset and take great offense to comments like, 'there's nothing to see here - just empty space'. We hear the jokes all the time. Breaks our hearts.
I've been finding great joy in the prairie floor. I've been looking closer, and capturing different views with my zoom lens. I was lucky enough to find a clay & felt flower press complete with a guide for beautiful mixed media work at a garage sale on Saturday THAT intrigued me!
|a closer look at the prairie.|
THIS is what you get when you don't cut grass. We are so used to mowed lawns. If you let grass grow or find tufts of it at the base of a lampost, you'll see pinks and purples, mauve and plum, even a touch of indigo.
|grass in bloom|
Look at the pretty colors below! Seed pods in peach, pink, plum, ochre, so many greens & yellows...
My mind is full of ideas - things to draw or hook or stitch or... QUILT! I ended up at Periwinkle's on Saturday, looking for BEIGE. haha. It didn't happen. I came home with these lovelies!
To me, they are all familiar summer prairie colors. Then I realized that this is my annual thing. I make loads of threadpaintings for shows through the school year, and then by Canada Day I am banging out a quilt just for me. I have the quilt top nearly done already! I'll show you more later in the week so stay tuned.