I freeze a lot in winter. My circulation is either too slow or outdated or too skinny for my body, but whatever it is, I freeze a lot. In the winter one of my favorite possessions is my electric blanket. It is pure luxury to get into bed beneath my flannel sheets and kick my electric blanket onto pre-heat and send those shivers into oblivion. I don't know who invented electric blankets but when I get the chance to meet him, I'm definitely going to give him a big hug.
My favorite thing to do in winter (other than enjoying my electric blanket) is stepping out to see a dazzling world where drab scenes become wonderlands of light and blue shadows and even the weeds look like something out of heaven. I love to see those big, feathery, white flakes drift out of a white sky onto the cold, white ground. Could anything be more heavenly than that and the next day when the sun comes out and the whole world sparkles? Well, maybe, but only if it could be that dazzlingly beautiful and still be warm.
My husband says that with my health problems we should live in Arizona. I come right back with, "But I don't want to live in Arizona." Don't get me wrong, I love the desert and think it is beautiful. I also love the tropics and think they're beautiful, but I would hate to miss out on the magic of a winter day where I already live. So here we are, freezing.
The following photo was taken across the road from where we live. Love how the drab, old pasture turned dramatic with that fleeting moment of sunset light and the long, blue shadows. The following painting is called "Promise of Spring." Hope you enjoy them.