I love the work of Monet. There is an ethereal beauty in his paintings that calms me and transports my mind to another place. I can feel the grass under her feet, the sun upon her face. Smell the flowers. Ah, so much better than here.
I am so looking toward spring. I want to till the soil, plant my flowers and put in my first real vegetable garden. I am going to commit myself to this. I have a beautiful home site and I want to cultivate it in the way my mind sees it while I still can. I am fervently hoping for something we have not had for at least a decade; a mild summer with normal rainfall. We Minnesotans have endured a long, hard winter and I believe it would make us a more pleasant people to have a wonderful summer. I know it would do wonders for me.
So, until the snow melts and the mud dries; the grass greens and leaves bud; the flowers bloom and the vegetables sprout, I will satisfy my need for beauty in the art of Monet.