The rain

“You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintery light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person died for no reason.”  ― Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast

“You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintery light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person died for no reason.”
― Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast

I have been painting again and find I am influenced by the current weather….. I walk my little dog by the river every day. It’s churning dark muddy waters are frightening to me. I can’t swim and fear falling in, but I am fascinated by the power and speed of the water, like watching a wild animal that could kill you with one swipe of its paw while you admire it’s awesome beauty.
Last year before I broke my shoulder I worked on swimmers and sunshine on water, today I am worried about the water rising and carrying away everything that was saved from the flood the last time it happened in my village….. I am safe, my house is in the higher part of the village, but I walk past homes who are sandbagging their doors,again, and mourning the loss of peace of mind and trust in their homes/gardens… I know there are terrible things happening, worse things happening all over the world, but I feel so sorry for folks dealing with the curling, slow, relentless river…..

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