The vantage point I have in my field this particular day, was actually IN the field. I had set up my folding chair and supplies right in the middle, so as to draw views all around me. This view is over towards Mr. Whicker’s farm. His cows were not out that day as they often are, grazing in his fenced in, front yard pasture. When I’m in my field, I often have this Robert Frost poem running in my head.
The first time I read this poem was in a hand-written note to me by my husband of 23 years. But at the time of writing, we had just barely begun to get to know each other as seniors at Appalachian State University. I had tracked down his campus mail-box and was sending him notes filled with my favorite quotes and poems…this was one of the first notes he, the English major, wrote back to me:
The Pasture
By Robert Frost 1874–1963 Robert Frost
What a lovely post! Beautiful drawing . . . everything is so whimsical in your world! Even the name of your neighbor 🙂
beautiful colors! And what a sweet memory, thanks for sharing!
That’s a very beautiful view. Beautifully drawn =)
I love your drawing style and lovely watercolor technique. Your work has so much joy and such a spontaneous feel. I am impressed you are able to produce this much work and teach school full time as well. Keep up the good work. Stop by my blog and take a peak at what I do sometime. http://www.barbararoth.blogspot.com
You make sketching seem like a great joy!
Sandra, that is one of the loveliest compliments! Thank you!
I love the colours, and your descriptions!
I’m becoming a fan of the field. The waiting areas are lovely as well.
It’s a lovely little study, and no wonder you married your husband! nancy
Wonderful! Love the colors and the simplification in the middle ground.