Milkweed Seed Burst
Watercolor, pencil and ink, 2015
With the ground now covered in white and the temperatures dropping to teens, I wanted to be reminded that spring will come again. Making an image of a milkweed pod I had collected in the fall seemed like a good remedy. And it was. As I worked, I thought about all the sleeping seeds and other animals underground, resting before they rise again. An essential rest so they will be strong and vibrant when the warm weather arrives. So I must be patient and appreciate the necessity of dormancy.
With the ground now covered in white and the temperatures dropping to teens, I wanted to be reminded that spring will come again. Making an image of a milkweed pod I had collected in the fall seemed like a good remedy. And it was. As I worked, I thought about all the sleeping seeds and other animals underground, resting before they rise again. An essential rest so they will be strong and vibrant when the warm weather arrives. So I must be patient and appreciate the necessity of dormancy.