Silence spoke to me this morning as everything was so very still.
It spoke to me through the sound of my heart as it beat the name of my loved ones.
It spoke to me through the wind as it skillfully played a beautiful melody with the leaves.
It spoke to me through the birds who busily whistled a morning song.
It spoke to me through the bees as they collected their sweet nectar.
It spoke to me through my thoughts as I felt the peace in my soul.
It spoke to me through my paint brush as it created life with every stroke upon the
It was a particular quiet Saturday morning. The kiddies were at the cottage with their Nana, my husband was still sleeping, the hamster was not running on its wheel, the cats were not purring and the fish were very still.
It was very quiet so I decided to get my paints out and have a little conversation with my paint brush. This is what we talked about……..
It’s still a work in progress as I think I want to antique it a bit. I will show you the finished product once its done.
This beautiful plate was my inspiration.
Here’s a fall canvas I painted a while ago. Five trees representing our little family.
When will you have a conversation with your paint brush?