All photographs: ©Lisa Chapman 2016
“The Lute” ~ Thomas Wilmer Dewing (1851-1938)
I’ve long thought Thomas Wilmer Dewing to be an extraordinary artist and The Lute, which is owned by The Smithsonian, is my absolute favorite of his paintings. The Detroit Institute of Arts had an exhibition of his works years ago and it was love at first sight.
Photograph via: fyeahtattoos.com
On this great American holiday, July 4th, our Independence Day, I wanted to keep it simple and to the point. I’m grateful every day to have been born in America. I hope you all have a beautiful, relaxed day with great food and maybe some good sports to watch…I’m watching tennis. Course if you want to keep in step with American pastimes you might opt for baseball but whatever you do, I hope you have a good day. God bless!
It’s that time again, when the snow begins to fall on a regular basis and the sound of snowblowers humming wakes you in the morning before the sun comes up. I consider myself blessed to live in Michigan, a State that is beautiful all year round but especially when draped in beautiful white splendor. At night, especially now during a full moon, the snow looks like crushed diamonds sprinkled across the now vanished lawn.
All night it fell, and when full inches seven
It lay in the depth of its uncompacted lightness,
The clouds blew off from a high and frosty heaven;
And all woke earlier for the unaccustomed brightness
Of the winter dawning, the strange unheavenly glare:
The eye marvelled — marvelled at the dazzling whiteness.
~Robert Bridges “London Snow” 1890
“Let it snow, Let it snow, Let it snow…”
I’ve always loved winter, the feeling of it being cold outside and me being inside in front of a roaring fire, cozy and curled up, reading something good. If there’s hot chocolate w/mini marshmallows…all the better.
I love this remote cabin, it looks like a lovely place to hide away for awhile – maybe to read and write in peace.
More winter photographs (my Pinterest): Hazy Shade of Winter
I love America and not a day goes by that I’m not grateful for having been born here. Every 4th of July the sky lights up with beautiful fireworks and my neighborhood is no exception – tonight it was quite amazing. The photographs turned out nice, and these three more unusual ones were my favorites. Land of the free…Happy Birthday America!