A few weeks ago I read a blog post that I found both interesting and fun and asked permission to repeat the theme on my own Friday blog.
willingly gave me her blessing.
For a while, at least, this will be my Friday theme. I will recap my week by highlighting what I have loved, liked and learned. You may enjoy participating in this as well.
Three weeks ago this past Tuesday, Hubby's only brother died during surgery. This picture was one I took of Tom and Martha when we spent a few days together last August in Maryland.
Following the service, Martha gave one of these lovely crosses to each of their children and to us. It was such a thoughtful thing for her to do.
I love the simplicity of this beautiful metal cross but most of all I love what it represents.
Thank you, Sis.
Thank you, Sis.
I planted these ornamental cabbages before we left for our August/September month-long trip because I knew I would be having foot surgery upon return and there would be NO yard work after that. I was right! There hasn't been but I'm not showing that.
However, these cabbages have been beautiful and have held up their end of the agreement to provide color well into the winter.
I like the variation of color and the lacy edges of these colorful plants. They add a pretty spot of color to an otherwise not so pretty front yard flowerbed.
Next year, I may forget the puny pansies and fill my the flowerbeds with these lovelies.
I learned that a paint brush and the right paints in the hands of a master can create a masterpiece.
Hubby and I took a field trip this past Monday to see the exhibit of a master landscape artist who loves his home state of Arkansas and brings choice pieces of it to canvases in the most brilliant of colors.
I also learned that the eye can fool the mind into seeing what really isn't there if it perceives it could be.
If you look closely, there isn't a lot of detail, but the eye tells you there is, because you see the picture as a whole. You see the sunlight playing through the trees and bouncing off various spots creating depth and interest. The winding path takes you around a bend with unimaginable intrigue.
Yes, I learned that only a master painter such as Bill Garrison can pull you into a flat piece of canvas with a variety of paints and brush strokes and an eye for abstract detail and beauty.
I hope you share something you Love, Like and Learn this next week and will join me next Friday to share.
Thank you Trish for allowing me to join you.