Snowy Evening

I can't think of anything that quite replicates the sound of snow falling in the woods. There was plenty of shoveling to be done, but many pauses were taken too, just to listen. 

Trinity

We began and ended our visit to the Russian Icon Museum with Andrei Rublev's The Holy Trinity.  Though this particular image was written by someone other than Rublev, it still impresses upon the soul  the mystery of the Most Holy Trinity.  Rollins gives a beautiful explanation of this image. These pictures are just a few that we took of this icon, but if you're ever near Clinton, Massachusetts, take some time to see the Treasures from Moscow exhibit.


I find I'm too tired, for whatever reason, at the end of the evening to draw or paint, but I have made myself pick up a pen and sketch for at least 5 minutes--usually it will go on longer, but the trick is telling myself "only" five.  Most evenings I can study hands that are busy with the remote, holding a bowl of ice cream, turning pages in a book, knitting, sewing, or writing.  It's a good "gesture" exercise.  There are no such things as idle hands.

Epiphany 2011

In the afterglow of celebrations, we're thankful for the gift of faith, our family and friends. Our life is full.