Carrie’s Painting of the Week
Azaleas
By Carrie Jacobson
This spring seems like a spring from my childhood. A real spring.
For decades now, it seems, spring has come in like a blast furnace. A few warmish days and then – WHAM! – a patch of August-like heat – and then, summer.
This spring, we’ve had the nice, cool nights, the long, warm afternoons, the very best of spring. And the land has responded, spilling over with blossoms and flowers and greenery.
It is all that I can do to look from the edges of my eyes at the news stories of the oil spume in the Gulf of Mexico. If I look too hard, or too directly, I see the end of the world in that disaster.
So I wrench my eyes away, and tear my heart back to the here and the now and the joys of what we have, while we still have it.
If you’re interested in this painting, email me at carrieBjacobson@gmail.com. If you like my work, check out my blog, The Accidental Artist, (link is on the Zest home page) or my website, jacobson-arts.com.
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