#NewThisDay Writing From My Photo Stream
Rooster & Geranium
If I create from the heart, nearly everything works; if from the head, almost nothing.
I was feeling a bit blank. It was a noisy exit for the boy, and I sat down to eat my egg in the quiet before my walk. I wanted to listen to something on my walk but all my podcasts were about threats to democracy and that’s not something I needed this morning. The whole house was quiet. Fudgy needed to be fed, though. He was crowing on the front step. I looked up and noticed the Marc Chagall print in our dining room and really looked at it for a bit. It’s the Bridal Pair –– and I thought, I should find a podcast to listen to about Chagall. I searched quickly, & only found one. I fed Fudgy, and headed out doors. The podcast was about a Chagall painting in the Skirball Museum in Cincinnati, discussing the painting, The Rooster:
And I was stimulated and happy along the river and in the wetlands with art being discussed in my ears. A muskrat jumped of the bank when I stopped for a view. The brook had a lovely, peaceful current. Sigh. I felt creatively fed and happy. In the window of the pool area as I approached for my swim, I noticed the bright pink geraniums in bloom. They brightened my mood too, and I decided, once I was on the inside of the window, to bend down and take a picture of them. But, guess what wonderful synchronistic thing happened as I pointed my lens?!!! Fudgy came to the outside of the window and peered in at me! So, that’s how I got the happy and funny and improvisational and wonderful picture of my rooster, captured in the spirit of Chagall.