The Hour Glass

Whereas the landscape is rendered in shades of coppers and gold...there was something quieting about the endless blues and greys. A silver patina. Something soothing...centering..calming.

I see - a bird and her shadow.

I see - simplicity...elegance..long-legged grace.

In the abstract - I see an hourglass old-fashioned instrument gently marking the passing of time.

Half-empty - maybe. Half-full - for sure. Half-way to 'there' wherever 'there' may be. And always right

Can you - see it too???