Haven’t been having a great go of it lately, and if anyone who is also not having a great go of it lately needs some bleak landscape with a glimmer of a sunrise on the horizon, here ya go. Big hugs. I love you.
Inspired by our lord n savior Bob Ross. Another wintery day here with nothing to do but paint along with Mr. Ross – the best thing to do during a crappy pandemic-y, drizzly, political insurrection-y day.
I hope you’re all doing well and being safe and remaining sane. I love you.
Here’s the original Bob Ross broadcast, with a two inch brush and all.
Another tiny round bird (to follow the golden-crown kinglet and junco)! Bushtits are very noisy and chattery small friends. They have a lot to talk about I guess. Like cracking jokes about their fantastic name. To protect their dignity, I guess I’ll mention that the “tit” part comes from the Old Icelandic “titr” meaning something small. They also weave fancy hanging nests.
10/10 top notch bird.
Shout out to my mom, who loves the bushtit and taught me to identify it (even if I can’t quite draw it right). Except I keep pretending that I don’t recognize what type of bird it is just to get a chuckle from my lovely, excitable mom saying “bushtit” over and over. Hi mom, I love you.
I think it’s uniquely beautiful when nature becomes monochrome. It feels still and quiet, bleak but also cozy at the same time. Found this tree while hiking. It’s a full color photo with no edits.
When I lived in Minnesota and winter settled in, the only color to really be found was a incredibly blue sky now and then. The ground was white. The trees were black. The plowed roads were a grey mush. Walking along the sidewalk, the piles of snow that surrounded you on both sides had a striations of white and grey.
Here in Seattle, it’s similar minus the snow. The streets are black, the sky is eternally grey for several months of the year. The clouds hang so low that they feel like being buried under a warm blanket. The morning fog sometimes obscures sight completely, making everything white.
Ok, one non-artsy-fartsy photo just for fun, because this is making me fondly remember walking ten block to class on sidewalks like this.
It snowed like crazy this winter in Seattle, which is super uncommon, so of course snow plows were few and far between on most streets. We were stuck at home and in between shoveling our sidewalk and adding more wood to the fire, we decided what better snow day (week? month?) activity than to paint along with Bob Ross to an episode called “Perfect Winter Day.” The roommates and I gathered around in the living room, got our paints out, and followed along. It was a blast. Highly recommend Bob Ross-ing if you want something fun and goofy to entertain – it’s super easy to follow (assuming you have the pause button ready) and all of our paintings turned out a lot better than we expected.
Obligatory crow in the snow shot from the same winter. I feed crows and Stellar’s Jays out of my window sill, and they were very appreciative in the cold. Normally his beak was covered in frost, but I figured I’d share one of his more glamorous shots.