The Winding Road to a Quilt
I grew up in Northeast Ohio. The roads went north and south, and east and west. Additionally, Lake Erie was always in my view. And Lake Erie equaled north. To my right was East, to my left was West, and behind me was South. Instead of appreciating this simplicity,
Down Memory Lane
Thank you, Eunhee, for this unusual prompt. It inspired me to review my memory of various roads I have seen and travelled. My first thought was of neighborhood kickball games played in the road of a T intersection near my childhood home. I remembered many trips riding in
ROAD TO WHERE?
I live in Australia where the distances are vast. I have recently returned from Darwin and flying from Sydney to Darwin takes over 4 hours and most of the trip is over desert. However there are roads still to be seen. I love to take pictures from plane windows so
Pleasant Memory Of American Road
In 2014, I traveled to SAQA Japan Rep Jim Hay’s hometown in Michigan USA for the first time with my friend. Everthing I saw was very exciting. We got on the train from Mundelin to Cicago. Through the train window, I could see a rich nature and at the
Spring Rain
I live in Western Oregon and here spring is alternately a wonderful riot of color, especially a particularly shocking shade of green, or it is gray-lavender skies and mud and pouring rain. My first inclination when I thought about how I was going to interpret “Spring” was to focus on
Spring Reveal
Roadside Phlox and Bloomers One of the sure signs of spring here in west central Florida is when the pink/purple phlox appear along the sides of the roads. They perennially blanket the grassy roadside areas, and many families can be seen stopping to take portrait photos among the
Nesting Season
I love this time of the year, when nature wakes up and green leaves start to appear on the bushes and trees. After a long Canadian winter everyone is glad to see fresh colours, flowers and birds again. I wanted to convey this feeling using the picture of
Cherry Blossoms Spring
Japan was very cold this winter. The cherry trees slept well. They woke up and started to bloom. We sometimes have a picnic under the cherry blossoms. It is fun to enjoy eating foods, drinking Sake and singing Karaoke. The cherry tree
Spring Spirals
In early spring my hostas and ferns unfurl in deep spirals. Their superstar entrance is the highlight of the year. They are wondrous to me. Later in the summer they look a bit shopworn, as if they tired of repeating their mathematical spiral formula. The deep greens and bold chartruese
Spring Days
Rooflines # 17: Spring Days ©ColleenKole 2018 29″W x 40 ” H Gallery 1-5 After a few false starts on this prompt, I always come back to spring in the deep green mountains, the Green Mountains of Vermont. With the grey and white back drop of months upon months