Grandmother Catalpa

Fallen Catalpa Flower, micron pen and watercolor by Stephanie Thomas Berry
My Catalpa tree is in full bloom.

The tree herself is huge—everyone who knows trees and has seen her professes she is the biggest Catalpa they have ever seen, which of course this means that she’s pretty much the oldest, too.. Her branches are thick and curvaceous; her leaves are giant green hearts.  And right now she’s covered in buoyant clusters of white flowers.

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Cracks and Veins

Showy Evening Primrose Sketch

I am reminded of the story of the water carrier who carried a whole vessel and a cracked vessel. The cracked vessel, leaking along the path, watered flowers. It’s a parable to see the beauty in our brokenness, and it it does not necessarily comfort me.

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Coyote Walks the In-Between

Coyote Walks the In-Between, a pastel by Stephanie Thomas Berry
Friends, I wanted so much to finish and post this painting on this strange and somber day, and I have done it.  My little offering. It is coyote, you know, the great Trickster, in a world of edges—the edge of night and day, the edge of water and earth, river and land. Fireflies hang like miniature lanterns. His one paw touches the luminous water and it is lit with the fire of his eyes, the power of his vision.

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Storm at Dusk

BRP Dusting #7: Storm at Dusk, by Stephanie Berry, part of her Blue Ridge Parkway Series

Dusk is approaching when I finally head up to the Parkway. The sky in the west is thickening with clouds, and strong winds push against the trees. Whole ridgelines turn a paler, flurried green as the undersides of leaves are blown about. Spruce trees stand dark and dramatic against the gray sky.

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