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| At Noon, 5"x7" watercolor |
From dewy lanes at morning
The grapes' sweet odors rise;
At noon the roads all flutter
With yellow butterflies.
from the poem, "September"
by Helen Hunt Jackson
1830 ~ 1885
At this New England latitude, in the Northern Hemisphere, there are 4 seasons, winter, spring, summer, and fall.
By color, I believe there are 5 seasons:
White-snow
Chartreuse-new plant growth
Yellow-summer sunshine
Orange-autumn foliage
Gray-bare tree branches
Color illuminates shades of ourselves a gray scale shapes. Line. Contour. Direction.
A lemon gives me permission to like yellow. Sunshine, a reason to smile. Art, the encouragement to love Peace over war.
Maywyn beautiful art...gorgeous poem and great thought regarding the seasons. Hope you are having some Chartreuse-new plant growth today. Hugs!
ReplyDeleteBeautifully done.
ReplyDeleteDebbie,
ReplyDeleteSeedlings are doing well.
I notice willlow trees are showing more color.
Thank you, William
ReplyDeleteFinding a poem quote with yellow in it was a tough search.
We get all the seasons here too, and I appreciate it so much. This is a nice painting of the yellow butterflies. It looks cheerful and Springy.
ReplyDelete~Sheri
She r i,
ReplyDeleteSpringy is a wonderful word.
Soooo beautiful I love this piece, calm colors too feels like spring
ReplyDeleteThe sun has been so much brighter this week, that glow is beyond welcome!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Kathy
ReplyDeleteSorting this week cleared a painting space. :)
Marie,
ReplyDeleteBright sun, yes!
With snow on the ground, I wore sunglasses this week.
When this post opened up and I saw this I said, aloud, "Oh! Wow!" It made me so happy!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Jeanie
ReplyDeleteThe scene reminds of summer on the road across the street from Nathaniel Hawthorne's house in Concord, Massachusetts.
Lovely watercolor creation ~ love it ~
ReplyDeleteWishing you good health, laughter and love in your days,
A ShutterBug Explores,
aka (A Creative Harbor)
Thank you, Carol
ReplyDeleteI love the new Haiku you posted today.
Much as I dislike winter I really wouldn't want to live anywhere that didn't have the four seasons (although I do think 'mud' should be a season all its own).
ReplyDeleteMaryanne,
ReplyDeleteI agree. Mud season spring. Mud season November.
"A lemon gives me permission to like yellow." Yes! I like your watercolor, May. It looks like the best days of summer.
ReplyDeleteBecki,
ReplyDeleteLooking forward to a nice summer is almost as cheery as being summer.