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Almost Spring

Posted on April 19, 2016 by Spyder Webb

Almost Spring FAA

Still waiting…

Maybe a better way to phrase it would be to say Preparing rather than Waiting. Those trees that look so dead and frozen are all abuzz and atwitter with excitement as they make the final preparations for the tiny buds that we’ll see in just a few more days.

They don’t just pop out of nowhere, you know. There’s a whole lot of gestatin’ going’ on in them tall ones.

So. What’s the point here?

Maybe it looks like nothing is happening in your love life, your business, your sales, your whatever. Everything looks just as dead and frozen as it did yesterday and the day before and the day before that.

But you can’t go by Looks Like. If you haven’t given up, if you’re still working at what you’re working at, there’s stuff happening, there’s energy moving in the universe, and you don’t — and can’t — know what’s gestatin’ in there.

But springtime’s a-coming, and it’ll be here at just the right time, so hang in there. I didn’t say your time. I said the right time. As determined by stuff that’s way above my pay grade to understand.

So don’t ask, you’re on your own with this one.

This image is from my gallery, Out Here in the Country — check it out when you get a chance because you’ll get to see the full resolution image in all its detail. Just go here.

Cold Pond

Posted on April 18, 2016April 18, 2016 by Spyder Webb

Cold Pond FAA

Brrrr…

But it’s not frozen over. This is a normal part of the transition. Cold, warm, snow, warm again, fierce cold winds, gentle soft breezes.

The trees didn’t give up and fall over because it snowed after a few lovely warm days. OK, they turned blue with the cold, but they’ll get over it. It’s just how things happen when you’re moving from one season to another. Yeah, it can be smooth and easy and gradual, but life’s more likely bumpy and lumpy. Like real mashed potatoes (not the flakes that come in a box!).

Two steps forward, one step back. Or three or four or five back. But eventually, the forward momentum can’t be stopped. It’s the nature of… well, nature.

This image is from my gallery, Out Here in the Country — check it out when you get a chance because you’ll get to see the full resolution image in all its detail. Just go here.

Red Earth Blue Sky

Posted on April 11, 2016April 11, 2016 by Spyder Webb

Red Earth Blue Sky FAA

Look at them — opposites that need each other. The hot red longs for the cool blue. The sky, welcoming the warmth, nourishes the earth. The Yin and the Yang. The male and the female.

But more.

The free flow of thought and ideas, not held down, floating soft and free, and the passionate yet solid, firm and grounding counterpoint.

Look at what happens when the trees, the link between the two, feather out into the sky and create something new in that roiling energy where they come together, that birth of purple which is neither yet both.

Like a synapse with dendrites tickling into a new thought, a new sensation, a creative leap.

Hey, you gotta let ‘em leap, you know.

This image is from my gallery, Out Here in the Country — check it out when you get a chance! To see a full resolution image of this digital artwork in full detail please go here.

West View

Posted on March 24, 2016 by Spyder Webb

West View FAA

It’s the last rays of the sun on one of the last days of winter, and the sky is beginning to light up the clouds with its magical evening glow. The ending of a day, of a season — it’s a time when nature can teach us some of its most profound lessons.

When a day, or a season is old and near its moment of transition when its light will be hidden for a while, that’s when the most spectacular, subtle and brilliant part of the day so often stuns us with its beauty.

But of course the light is never really gone because as the sun is setting for us, it’s rising to a new day somewhere else for someone else.

And not just days and seasons. Know what I mean, Jellybean?

This image is from my gallery, Out Here in the Country — check it out when you get a chance! To see a full resolution image of this digital artwork in full detail or to purchase a high quality print for your home of workplace, either framed or unframed, please go here.

Red Streak

Posted on March 22, 2016 by Spyder Webb

It’s the first days of spring, and in a few more weeks that red streak will turn yellow, then as summer digs in, it’ll be green and lush and home to many kinds of life.

For now though, it slashes straight through the still dormant scene like a pulsing artery bringing nourishment and life force through the seasons. It’s worth keeping that in mind as our world heads deeper into a season of darkness where hope seems to grow more dim with each day.

Even in the severest winter, there is a force which will not be extinguished, keeping life alive, nourishing the roots with love, ensuring a renaissance, and another inevitable springtime as the seasons will surely turn again.

Of course, this isn’t really about the weather. But then you knew that.

Tangled

Posted on March 21, 2016 by Spyder Webb

Tangled FAA Small There’s a light coat of snow outlining each branch, making visible the magnificent web of life that is a stand of trees. In another couple of months or so the branches will be nearly invisible, completely covered with an explosion of leaves soaking up sun, water, air, cleansing the atmosphere and lifting our spirits.

You know, there’s a saying: As Above, So Below. Meaning that the same pattern that governs great things governs the small as well. So does this look familiar? It’s the same pattern that forms our blood vessels, nervous systems, rivers and streams, supply chains for goods and commerce, the internet, the very movement of ideas and so much more.

What a gift the trees give us each winter, to lay bare the fundamental foundation that governs almost everything in our world. It’s great reminder that we’re built on the same set of laws that everything else is — not apart from, not better than, but very much part of one energetic Earthling family.

Yep, I said “Earthling.”

Oh, and it doesn’t hurt to look at this image fairly large. Otherwise, it just looks like…. a tangle.

Big Maple Stretching by the Road

Posted on March 10, 2016March 10, 2016 by Spyder Webb

Big Maple by the Road FAA Small

It’s late winter, and in the slower life rhythm of trees, it’s almost the dawn of spring. Now our maple friend is beginning to stretch and get ready for the new day.

She didn’t get this big and strong by being inflexible and refusing to bend or grow. Even in the dead of winter, when everything seems to have slowed down so much to have virtually stopped, her life cycle keeps moving ahead like clockwork, knowing just what to do and when to do it.

And so, her limbs strengthened by the winds of winter, in her own way she’s looking forward to a new season of growth and warm weather activities ahead.

I guess just because you’re rooted in one place it doesn’t mean you have to miss out on any of the richness of life.

Mister and Missus

Posted on March 9, 2016March 9, 2016 by Spyder Webb

Mr. & Mrs FAA Small

Nice young couple out for a brisk winter stroll, just waiting for enough ice on the pond to thaw so that they can have some fun swimming. Which it did the next day, and they did, dipping and shaking their heads and looking for all the world like they were having the best old time.

Having fun together is one of the many reasons for life, I think. Or just having fun, period. I wonder how far down the chain of life and consciousness you have to go before fun stops to have any meaning.

My suspicion is that the only thing that really changes is the definition of fun. The fun of a goose is different from the fun of a human, or the fun of a microbe, or a plant, or a planet or a galaxy. But the bottom line is it’s all fun, isn’t it?

Oh, lighten up!

Sun Set the Woods on Fire

Posted on March 8, 2016March 8, 2016 by Spyder Webb

Sun Set the Woods on Fire FAA Small

But it’s not a fire of destruction.

It’s a fire of glory, of beauty, of passion. The passion of love for creation, for what is, for how it all, every bit of it, changes and pulses and lives and moves, vibrates, glows, sings and dances and so much more.

You can’t contain that kind of passion. It combusts spontaneously, sometimes when you least expect it.

Burn, baby, burn.

This image is from my gallery, Out Here in the Country — check it out when you get a chance! To see a full resolution image of this digital artwork in full detail or to purchase a high quality print for your home or workplace, either framed or unframed, please go here.

Leave the Light on For Me

Posted on March 4, 2016March 4, 2016 by Spyder Webb

Leave the Light on For Me FAA Small Twilight. The crack between worlds. A time of power when it’s neither day or night, but something in between. It’s a time when medicine people of many indigenous cultures slip more easily into the vast landscape of spirit.

But it’s a journey that sometimes risks danger, and so the traveler to those far lands does well to have something to call her and guide her back should she risk staying too long. The sound of a drum. Chanting.

A light.

To those who travel in the twilight: look for the drum, the song. Listen for the light.