Thursday, February 23, 2017

Sonoma Spring

Sonoma Spring
Oil on Wood


The vineyards are green, streams are gushing, water water everywhere. Given the constant distraction of man-made disruption, it is positively soothing to be inundated by natural phenomena.  The mystery and beauty of water in all its forms has been a welcome companion in recent weeks. 
I have also noticed perfect strangers going way out of their way to be nice these days. Like the men who stopped to tell my sister she had a flat tire and then insisted on changing it for her. In the rain. And wouldn't accept payment. Small acts of kindness are powerful antidotes to the cruel mandates emminating from our government. I am holding onto hope. But just barely.

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