Even though the morning dawns bright and clear, it snowed again last night. The white expanse of the lake is broken here and there by patches of open water. Sometimes otters can be seen, preparing breakfast by diving in along the water’s edge and resurfacing with a freshly caught fish. Bald eagles find this delivery service hard to resist and swoop in to take over an easy meal. Close to the house, birds are already congregating around the feeder, ignoring the sharp chatter of a red squirrel still trying to figure out how to get his share. It’s all a nice distraction, but the drive and laneway leading out to the road are going to need clearing. Sometime between start and finish, amid the spray of snow being blown between the trees along the lane, old thoughts begin to surface. This is a recurring event prompted by a lingering wonder, even after all these years. Although each step along the way is known and can be recalled easily, there remains the nagging insistence of improbable events affecting uncertain outcomes.
left, Desert in My Mind, acrylic on canvas, 23" x 22" above, In the Balance, acrylic on canvas, 24" x 30"