A Mothers love…

Recently while taking flower photos at the park, a sweet little family walked along the path and into my frame. I didn’t mind at all. What a difference it made in my photo. Afterwards I asked if I could email her a copy and she was happy to say yes. This kind of interaction makes taking photos so beautiful. I remember my own children at that age and teaching them about nature. Such sweet memories!

Thank you MB. ¬†ūüíó

The Tree…

IMG_6601I always wondered why I got excited over cardboard!… ¬†I would see a stack in a cart at the store and think….”That’s crazy – who does that…. Who ‘collects’ cardboard”! ¬†But there was always something deep down that wanted to take it home. ¬†Especially the ‘interesting’ kind… ~you know~… the ones that had shapes or the corrugated…!

Well, lately I’ve been thinking about what’s going on in the world and how fast paced we have become. ¬†How all the kids are on their cell phones or some kind of device. ¬†How we have lost a lot of “play” and then I thought of the man….Mr. Fred Rogers.

Oh! How he shaped my life. ¬†When my world was quiet and void as a child – there he was, showing me how things were made…telling me I was important. ¬†It was like air to breathe. ¬†– The puppets, the make believe….it was all important.

That got me thinking….what could I do in my little corner of the art world to show my appreciation of this man and try to remind people to “play”…to enjoy their life…to get back outside in nature. ¬†Then I had an idea….with cardboard! ¬†Something simple….something organic, something magical. The “Tree” idea was born.

This is my ‘ode’ if you will to Mr. Rogers. ¬†Thank you kind sir for what you did for so many.¬† May my “tree” be something you would have been proud of. ¬†If I know you (and I think I do) – you are. XO

I almost threw this whole thing away while making. ¬†There was a part of me that kept saying “This is silly” – “You should do REAL art”….”This is childish”…..

I kept myself from tossing it with the idea “at least complete it Becky”….”if you destroy it you will never know”…..

Then I realized…..it was the little girl inside ME that needed to do this….

I had been condemning her… telling her she was silly and foolish….

Wow –

See…we really do need reminding!

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I wrote to Mr. Rogers when my children were you and told him how he had helped me in my younger years.  I was delighted as you might imagine to receive a letter back from him in the mail thanking me for telling him.  He also sent a signed copy of his picture. I will treasure it forever. XO