Showing posts with label Thanksgiving. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Thanksgiving. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Life is a Gift!

Life is a gift~

"Autum Respite" sketch, artist: Darcy Gerdes (c)2010
" Live. And Live Well. BREATHE. Breathe in and Breathe deeply. Be PRESENT. Do not be past. Do not be future. Be now. On a crystal clear, breezy 70 degree day, roll down the windows and FEEL the wind against your skin. Feel the warmth of the sun. If you run, then allow those first few breaths on a cool Autumn day to FREEZE your lungs and do not just be alarmed, be ALIVE. Get knee-deep in a novel and LOSE track of time. If you bike, pedal HARD and if you crash then crash well. Feel the SATISFACTION of a job well done-a paper well-written, a project thoroughly completed, a play well-performed. If you must wipe the snot from your 3-year old' s nose, don't be disgusted if the Kleenex didn't catch it all because soon he'll be wiping his own. If you've recently experienced loss, then GRIEVE. And Grieve well. At the table with friends and family, LAUGH. If you're eating and laughing at the same time, then might as well laugh until you puke. And if you eat, then SMELL. The aromas are not impediments to your day. Steak on the grill, coffee beans freshly ground, cookies in the oven. And TASTE. Taste every ounce of flavor. Taste every ounce of friendship. Taste every ounce of Life. Because-it-is-most-definitely-a-Gift."

- Kyle Lake, "Sermon"


Happy Thanksgiving! Darcy

"Art is a Pigment Of Your Imagination"
Flying Pigment Studio

Monday, November 24, 2008

Happy Thanksgiving!




Happy Thanksgiving to families, friends, clients and vistors!
"Autum Respite"
18x24" acrylic
Ah! on Thanksgiving day, when from East and from West, From North and South, come the pilgrim and guest,When the gray-haired New Englander sees round his board,The old broken links of affection restored,When the care-wearied man seeks his mother once more,And the worn matron smiles where the girl smiled before,What moistens the lips and what brightens the eye? What calls back the past, like the rich pumpking pie?
""The Pumpkin""
- John Greenleaf Whittier
quote at Quoteland.com