OneWandering

Snow

Can you smell when snow is in the air? It’s a scent both “clean” and icy cold, mingled with the promise of it. This is not the windy season of delicate caresses through your hair, but rather one of sharp bites on the nose and ears. The sun, when present, is light with only the memory of warmth. And when the snow does begin to fall it settles upon the land quietly, draping the landscape in a pristine blanket of white that thickens throughout the night. A blank canvas on which to paint the joy of tomorrow’s morning.

Snowblind :: Irene Suchocki
Photograph

Branches :: Julia B Farill
Letterpress

Isabella and the Bear :: David Joaquin
Giclee Print (Painting)

Home Before Dark :: Sharon Schock
Oil Painting

Stairway to Winter :: Country Dreaming
Photograph

It’s Cold :: Sabine Vekmane
Digital Print (Original Ink Drawing)

A Chilly Day :: David V. Moore
Print (Original Illustration)

Winter Foxes :: Sage West Studios
Giclee Print (Oil Painting)

Snow Scene :: Robert David Bretz
Digital Print (Painting)

Snow Bambi :: Naoko Kumano
Print (Original Brown Paperbag Collection Painting)

Winter is my Love :: molMolly
Original Gouache Painting

Red Umbrella in the Snow :: Sarah Franklin
Photograph

Oct 29

Feathers

When I was a little girl I would pick up discarded feathers — found pieces of an avian wonder and the calling cards of an animal not bound to this earth. Stiff enough for flight, yet soft as a whisper upon your cheek. As vibrant as a field of wildflowers punctuated with exclamation points, or as unassuming and unremarkable (yet so remarkable!) as camouflage can be. Layers of beauty wrapped around a spirit that knows the freedom of flight.

Four blue feathers