The whimsical scenes of Victorian Christmas cards capture my imagination, and draw me into the spirit of the season.
Some years I’ve lined my windowsills with vintage postcards depicting detailed scenes of idyllic Christmastime experiences like the one above.
As a lover of creatures tame and wild, I appreciate that the Victorians who created paintings and designed cards seemed to include beloved pets in all their activites.
I’m certain those times were troubling to most of the population, though in other ways than today, but the cards added a touch of culture, hope for the future to their holidays, just as they do to mine today.
A friend and I have a running joke. She seems amazed by my fascination with leaves. When we worked together on a communal art program, I was determined to choose the project which included real leaves in the design.
I guess I do have a bit of a fetish with them. I love the way they make tree branches sway on hot summer days. Like the tide of the ocean, the swaying reminds us we’re all connected to something bigger than we are.
The above geranium is of a different variety than I’ve grown previously. I’ve never had one with leaves quite like this.
Following is a tiny collection of the myriad of leaf designs featured by mother nature.
What plants do you think have the prettiest leaves?
Montague Dawson a British painter was the creator of this lovely print I spotted in a thrift shop.
Wish I had more space to display expansive paintings like this one.
A bit of research shows that this artist’s specialty is imprinting the experience of sailing onto canvas. I’m not sure what site is pictured, but I can envision it on Lake Erie, near the shop where I spotted it.
It’s just a bit faded, but still lovely, the shades of the frame blend perfectly.
Felines seem quite prolific in our lives this winter. I can’t seem to recall the source of this illustration, but believe it’s probably one of the thrift shop finds I love to photograph, since I can’t afford, and don’t have space for all of them.
Such lovely green eyes, inquisitive expression.
At our home, we have tried to help rescue several feral cats over the past few months. Apparently a neighbor who fed them is no longer in residence, leaving them seeking sustenance elsewhere.
Captain Jack, a cat who has lived with us for years recently passed, leaving space for one more in our home, Vanna, who paces back and forth like a little runway model, or the famous star of the Wheel of Fortune game show.
Another, we call her Kitty Carlisle after the 1960’s star, is quite tame when we stroke her, but shredded the hands of the person who tried to place her in a cage for a trip to be spayed. Super smart, she won’t enter a live trap or a large animal carrier even for a tempting meal. She’s still a work in progress . . .