Nature in Winter. Ahh.... all the field guides we have used over the years, beginning when I was a child feeding and identifying birds, progressing to teaching our own children about everything under the sun. The guides are pretty much all gone now, but this one is too beautiful and special. I love it.
Wicked Plants. Noah gave me this one for Christmas and it is a plethora of creepy, delightful information about plants that KILL and TORTURE. I have an intimate relationship and deep working interest in plants and this one is just plain fun.
Next to that is Dragon’s Fat Cat by Dav Pilkey. Oh, Dav, how I do love thee and your quirky, colorful Dragon books! I agree with your admiration of VanGogh and your continual nods to him in your children’s books! I have read them to my own children and to scores of students over the years.
The Heart of the Artist. This is a sweet and inspiring book. God has given us gifts, artist friends. So must we use them.
Good Poems by my dear friend (although he doesn’t know it) Garrison Keillor. For ... oh, how long was he on the air with Prairie Home Companion anyway? 30 years? I can count my listening time back to 198...4? His shows and work have given me great laugh-out-loud joy for many years. He also had a program that was literally maybe three minutes long where he would read and discuss one poem. Just found this book and I’m loving it. But although it’s new, it represents a long history, and also represents my love of both reading and writing poetry.
One more book, and then I’ll post this, or my writing will be too long and put you to sleep! The next - How Should We Then Live? This one is deep. I’ve read it many times over the years and glean new gems with each re-reading. It has helped me to form and solidify my philosophy on how we should view, understand, produce and discuss art, and how to live our lives in relationship to art. It’s a really beautiful, beautiful and timeless reference.
There is a marked difference in this last picture, in fact, I forgot something extremely important to my personhood. In fact, it was so important to me that I had to add it in and redo the photo shoot the next day. Can you see what it is? See if you can figure it out before you look at my answer UNDER it at the bottom of this article. :)
Yep. Musica. That sheet of music at the bottom is not a book, but represents hundreds of music books I have laying around the house holding little impromptu jam sessions when no one is looking. I have long loved and played piano, flute and piccolo in every imaginable situation. Words cannot express how music has enriched my life.
They say that music itself is a language, and I am certain of that! So, I am extremely fluent in two languages, and pretty good and downright dangerous in several others. :)
Now, I’m going to post this and continue with my ramblings in the next post! See you!
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