I missed the opening reception of an art exhibit my good friend Kathryn had several paintings in this past January. We have been trying to get to the Hinsdale Center for the Arts for several weeks since. Today we were finally able to meet up. I’m so glad I was able to see her paintings in such a fine setting in Katherine Legge Park and I am so very proud of her. Over the years of a long friendship, I have grown to appreciate watercolors largely through my gifted friend’s influence and exceptional work.
I’ve also been the recipient of several of Kathryn’s watercolors, one of which hangs in a special place here in the library/den where I am usually found working.
Rarely do Kathryn and I meet when food is not involved. Today was no different. Lunch at the Moon Dance Diner and then desert at Kirstin’s Bakery a few doors down made for a most enjoyable time to talk, laugh, and generally solve the world’s problems.
Not a bad way to spend the last day of February.
Our world was covered in millions and millions of tiny droplets of ice this morning as we met up. They were so beautiful dripping in frozen disbelief all around the park and up the walk to the art center.
Thank you, Kathryn, for all the beauty your paintings bring.
‘Frozen disbelief’: I love it! such friendship is enough to cause a thaw in any frozen territory. How precious such warm connections are.
Thank you, Juliet. I know. I am so lucky to call Kathryn my friend.
You seem to have so many creative friends. This was a lovely post.
I do, Janet (wish some of it would rub off on me – tee hee). Thank you.
“Lunch at the Moon Dance Diner”.
What a fabulous title for a book!!
Sounds like a wonderful day.
Hmm, it is an intriguing title, Pamela, and it was a wonderful day.
These people who have the gift of seeing the light as it really is, reflecting off everything: they take my breath away.
What a great way to express this, Kate. How true.
Thank you, dear friend, for such glowing remarks about my artwork, as well as the joy, fun, camaraderie, and blessings that your friendship brings to me and no doubt many who are “Penny Pals.” Each time we are able to share time together I come away with a new insight, new or renewed interest in some topic, a new book to read! : ] — and a welcome turning from too much self focus. Watching you snap pictures of icy driplets, I suddenly saw their sparkle and frosty glimmer – silvery speckles here, there, up high, down low — everywhere. I had given them at best a cursory glance, more concerned with a slippery pavement and the coldness of the temperature. I realized how completely I had succumbed to the dreary bleary winter blahs and had ceased seeing or even looking for the presents of winter. Thank you for your writing and sharing the beautiful little things of daily life with us.
You are welcome, Kathryn. “Penny Pals” = you are too sweet.
Who else who have you standing, out in the cold, holding the frozen branch of a tree so she could take a picture? I’m glad you saw their sparkle, too, and I was pleased that you went home and took your own camera out. It is a little harder finding the beauty in winter in February, I know, but, if we look hard enough, it is there.
You and your paintings always bring joy! Thank you.
What a wonderful day! A good lunch with a dear friend, and art. Sounds divine. My kinda day.
It was. The best of all possible things.