sketches of my day May 2008 - Nov 2010

October 12, 2008

Morning Glories, Pumpkins and Me

 

I was outside early this morning trying to experience a bit of the cooler weather. I had to go back in to get my camera for this shot. It seems the morning glories are true to their name and are most beautiful in the early morning. The little red flower alongside of it, which will open with the late morning sun, is a cypress flower. I scattered a packet of seeds three years ago and these vines are almost everywhere now. They look patriotic next to the blue morning glories and white four o’clocks that are just outside of this picture frame. It’s funny, but some things (and some people) do better when left alone. 

 

I haven't been writing so much on these early days of fall; I have been painting and drawing pumpkins. These little drawings are my anti drug, they soothe and heal me and make me feel like me. After many years of being a wife and mother, sometimes you forget about who you were before. I wouldn't have designed my life any other way, for those years were so rich and the most rewarding part of my life; nothing I could ever do could surpass that chapter, but I have to say, it is wonderful getting reacquainted with myself. I think of the days when my only hat was "daughter" and the way my mother, who knew me best, was trying to shape who I was. I remember little bunches of words and messages she gave me and somehow they all make more sense now.  I am trying really hard to connect with that person; the one who was just me. That is why I am painting pumpkins.

                                                                Till next time,

                                                                        p.s.