Sign of Growth

We went out for a Nature Walk in the warm sun. A warm January day can not be wasted.
So with our work all done.. and everything else can wait.
We went out.
We weren’t the only things confused about the seasons…

“little baby daffodils”…
hardly babies as they were planted nearly two decades ago…

One little bulb was found kicked about.

Mer was quick to pop it in her pocket.

She was giddy to start her own , “whole big garden of daffodils,” she said with a cute lisp.  She recently lost both front teeth.

Door kicked wide open.  A little too open… as while I painted a red hen walked into my kitchen like she was thinking about moving in.

With my kitchen chicken free I began to paint.  Just to mess around  , really.

A quick picture for the Nature Table…(a place my 7 kids can bring in the treasures they find outside…for more explanation see here…. Grape Harvest). I wanted the bulbs to look a bit gnomish… a bit like they are crouched down  maybe sleeping or waiting.

I am thinking about writing a small story for the littler kids about the daffodil babies waiting for warmth…don’t know where it will go but for now I have the painting . It could be a fun series!   I will tuck it away for now… perhaps bringing it out late February?  Maybe I will paint a few more …meh? Maybe have my sister come up with some eurythmy earthy flower growing dance moves to go along with the story… don’t know.

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I painted the daffodil bulb…so full of promise.

It knows best to  grow like you have already won.  Don’t creep up in fear… but burst forth as if you own it.

Any gardener can tell you …those tenacious  bulbs, some of the very first to turn into  waving flowers while all other plants are still waiting,

bring the Gardener Joy.  

I just had to capture that to hold me through the next two cold months… just in case these warm winter days don’t hold up.

Linking up with StudioJRU and Paint Party Friday.

*More on Joy and what you really need to know about Joy:

Ramping up for the Big Reveal

You Never Knew How Much

Bringing Joy to Others.

*All of these , because of all of this:

You are Loved.

What Grace Looks Like.