It may seem strange to some that I am outdoors in all types of weather.. Rain, snow and sleet are a little more tolerable to me than when the temps reach over 100 degrees. But its true the devil IS in the details. If I do not get out and clear my mind of how many times 7 goes into 27 and 612 for my sons math assignment and how many test and quizzes I will be grading later for my 10th grader, I start to lose the drive that leads to a productive and creative life.
And if i had not been reeled back into the peace of nature by the screeching of the hawk outside my open window. All would be lost again! Very busy school days at the 4C.
Anyway it is pouring this afternoon across the Kansas hills and valleys. This area which is either farm or range land is not known for its great woodlands it is quite the opposite. Although the tree-lines which grow naturally in the draws and run offs that mostly consist of Elm, Locust, Oak and Cottonwood are lush and leafing out. The underbrush is a tangle of sumac, ragweed ,ivy and naturally a new crop of Elm saplings. Well to make a long story short I realized in the silver pouring rain under the dark skies I was standing in a thicket of eeriness!
Do you ever look into a the woods and think you see or feel something or someone staring back at you? I swear in the steady rain, I saw a brownish black mane of hair blowing with the wind behind a tree that was well over 4 feet taller than me. I stood staring at it to move but I freaked out and decided not to wait it out as I am completely unarmed and unable to defend myself if it were a threat of some sort. I have seen many big cat tracks around this area and it is teeming with other wildlife I have seen such as turkey and deer, goose and duck, eagle, coyote and fox.
Anyway lesson learned. DO not leave home without your machete, sidearm or some type of fixed blade. =P
My teenage daughter offers her opinion to “What is”; A hairy bipedal cryptozoological creature! Personally I dont think Kansas’ open prairies and fairly limited woodlands are great habitat for Bigfoots (Bigfeet?). But I dont know maybe there is a ” Prairie Bigfoot.” Something to think about.
In the Studio Today:
After all of that, I was able to put a couple of thoughts together for a poem about this photo I took. I added a few zillion layers to the photo to get the effect I wanted. It is in my store here for Instant Digital Download. I dont always have time or the space to push traditional paint around on a daily basis so I use all means available for a little creativity.
Signs of Summer
Colorful blooms upon the vine
lure the winged bright eyes.
While nature with a lavish hand
spreads grandeur throughout the land.
Sweet is the smell of flowers,
soft is the sound of rain.
Crows foretell what the summer will yield;
flowers, the garden and the grain in the field.
-Michele Bruce-Carter 2016