Paintings, Drawings and Photographs by Barbara Field (except where noted otherwise.)
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Tuesday, September 15, 2015
Yin & Yang & Rain
You appreciate food more when you've known a little hunger, and love more after loneliness. It rained this morning. I woke up at four and opened my window so I could hear hear the rain better, and went back to sleep. When I went out to walk this morning, the world was so fresh and clean. Colors looked washed and bright against the darkened wet ground and sky. I thought about tree roots, close to withering and dying like so many have lately. But then . . . a cool tickling moisture . . . could it be? Could there be more? Roots inhaling deeply, taking precious water in, up their trunks and to the tips of their leaves. Trees were saved today. I'm sure of it. Trees were saved and mushrooms were born.
I painted the tree in the picture, perhaps a year ago. I hope this tree is still thriving and taking in the rain of the day. As I think most tree people can tell, it's a nice big California live oak. It grows in a curious little spot that is the tail end of the vestiges of a lost nature park. This spot has been borrowed from the utility that owns the power lines and transformed into a semi-private sanctuary. I'm going back to paint there next Saturday.