Curate beauty within the mind of a child. Painting presents an opportunity to fill a young mind with wonder and mystery. Begin with picture books and fairy tales. Note the wreath of stars, the egg in nest. Follow watery paths through the forest. Notice the towering trees. Speak of perspective. Flashes of yellow, like sun beams, flit through boughs. The ‘Pine Siskin’ takes flight. Follow its course to the misty forest floor. Moss blankets bark. Press a cheek to velvet.

Absorb colour, explore its range and depth. Study images and great artists. Notice shape and size. Speak of fairy folk and hidden lairs. Search objects that visually intrigue. Perhaps a stone or feather?

Gather memories.

There’s a toolbox on a trolley. Unfasten the lock, note the rusted patina. Tucked inside are tubes of colour. There is Painter’s Tape, a necessary anchor for paper. A daughter’s brushes wait in a vessel of cut glass.

We nod in agreement- it’s rather beautiful and decide, paper bags make the perfect canvas.

We speak of Evergreens, imagine an empty nest. It is almost winter, after- all. Even the sky is moody.

You wonder where animals find shelter.

We speak of homes and families, land and loss, bears and garbage cans.

You offer up your pumpkin as a gift of food. We promise to deposit it to the forest floor, for the birds.

Today is a slow tempo of pause and reflection, a pensive adagio. We smear to appreciate haphazard brush strokes. Violet and yellow make moss. A blue daze sky of ink and agate surround the branches of the evergreen.

I sip coffee.

Your wee fist drags a stick through puddles of paint, marvels at the lines. Brush strokes blend dark and light. An imaginary cloud rips open. Softly, softly, flakes fall onto branches and into the nest. All to enchant.

Hearts smile.

The Evergreen

Medium- Acrylic

Early Learners

Cherish it. Frame it. Tape it to the wall.

Beauty And Wonder

“And I learned what is obvious to a child. That life is simply a collection of little lives, each lived one day at a time. That each day should be spent finding beauty in flowers and poetry and talking to animals. That a day spent with dreaming and sunsets and refreshing breezes cannot be bettered.” 
― Nicholas Sparks, The Notebook tags: beautybreezeschilddreamingpoetrysunsets

Light a candle to remember, to celebrate, to wish upon. Soy candles are simple to make, lovely to behold, and necessary- especially in Pandemic Times. A lit flame is a symbol for light in darkness. It is energy with the power to change and illuminate.

The world holds ancient wisdom. Sit in silence. Breathe in. Exhale. Better days are coming.

Ingredients are available at most local craft or specialty shops for pick up or delivery. Soy is made of natural elements. Essential oils add allure. ‘Rose Turmeric’ is a subtle scent, notes of crushed petal grounded in an exotic mix of pollen and golden hits of sunshine.

This grouping was formed in repurposed and recycled glass and tin. The vintage glass is a favourite. It allows for sparkle and shine. Clear glass suits any decor. Group an assortment on a tray or table. Place one, in a simple paper bag, to leave on the doorstep of a friend.

Kitchen chemistry, music to soothe the soul, big love. Some things endure.

DIY Soy Candle Tips on topics from wicks to fixes are abundant on Pinterest or a local supplier.

• A Favourite Read: Style & Simplicity, An A to Z Guide to Living a More Beautiful Life- Ted Kennedy Watson

• Always use caution around a flame.

~aliceandmolly approved

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Beautiful Words:

“Each spice has a special day to it. For turmeric it is Sunday, when light drips fat and butter-colored into the bins to be soaked up glowing, when you pray to the nine planets for love and luck.”

― Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni, The Mistress of Spices,

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