Merry Christmas All!...and it is indeed a "White Christmas" here in Rockport! The newly fallen snow crunches underfoot... and crisp clean air have done so much to help cleanse away the sadness and the savagery inflicted viciously upon all of us who cherish Christmas... and our children! One needn't reserve plein air experiences and enjoyment to the act of painting alone. The Natural World is a cathedral for "Me" to pray... and to worship in my own fashion in. It is also is a place of healing for "Me." It is a place to think... sort out my thoughts and to renew my will and energy to keep going when Life throws me curve balls. The outdoors remains "my still waters"... and never fails to restore my soul.
Left to right - Dad.... Andrew... Deb... (squeeze in ) Lisa... and Allison
"Auto-clicked"... by Shutterbug Allison.... in the dark!
Our Christmas in Rockport celebration got off to a "rocky" start... pardon the pun, but it turned out to be likely The most memorable Christmas that any of us will likely enjoy, simply because of the unexpected circumstances under which it had to be celebrated. It will remain so for Deb and I for certain. What a joy it was to share time with and to have my children under one roof.
To listen to laughter and to feel swaddled in the warmth of just belonging were gifts enough for everyone... and yet, to watch the excitement and joy as each offered or received their small gifts, each one either hand made or especially chosen made me reflect in the moment how the Three Wise Men might have felt after their long and dangerous quest to find and attend Christ's birth. I got the gift of gold idea... but their other gifts always seemed strange to me as a young child. Yet today, they seem "special" because both frankincense and myrrh... both aromatic incenses would be gifts befitting a king for their worth and yet be practical in a time when animal and other unpleasant smells would be the norm in everyday life.
The Three Kings had absolutely nothing over the Fab Five in Rockport
Here is an album of snaps which clearly record the spirit of our gifting.... and giddiness!
Giddiness at its worst... is "Moi".. dancing for the folks in my magically musical Christmas Tree hat... gifted to me by Lisa!
Deb... The unwrapper.... easing her way through Lisa's braided rub basketful of items for Deb and I.
Here are Tilly and Maggie..... pretty portraits I made of Andrew and Melissa's canine children
Dr and photographer Allison "Jemima Puddle Duck"... biting into our bag of handmade goodies.
Andrew... The "Andyrewster" trying to unwrap the gals
Lisa... "Bo-Bissa"... showin' off her makeup magic kit gifted by Allison
What a PhD looks like after too much Italian prosecco.... More than Giddy!!!! Brings a whole new meaning to the term... "stoned"! HA HA!!
The photographer jumps into action... and remember... all of these photos were taken assisted by candlelight in otherwise total darkness.
Monkey see... Monkey do!.... Lisa bejewelled... and Proceccoed as well!
Me... in my woolen Scott Tartan plaid scarf from Andrew... my Grandmother (Scott) Birrell's clan tartan
Will the real "Bajan Santa" Claus in Deb's annually growing Santa collection ... Please stand up??? From guess who???
"A Family Gathering" - oil on canvas 30x36 inches - SOLD
It seems appropriate to end this family post with a painting which in my other "voice"... recognizes and salutes the presence of the family tradition... even in the Natural world. Each family grouping comprised of elders... adults and youngsters shares a similar place of origin... and common traits which traits which identify each as a family member. This painting was painted on plein air a number of years ago... in response to a thought that struck me on that particular day about the obvious (to me) similarities shared between my family and this copse of pines. The memories of those now passed... remain as strong and meaningful... though they are but a shadow of their mature selves in their prime. Their "seed" carries on... as does Life... for the Living!
A Merry and Fruitful Family Christmas to All!
And my enduring love and thanks to my Dear Mom and Dad... "somewhere over the rainbow...." I know that you'd be proud of your family and would be thrilled to see the seeds love that you planted... still flourishing at Christmas! God bless and keep you both in His gentle hand!
And my love and thanks to Deb, Lisa, Allison and Andrew... for making our first Christmas in Rockport so memorable and special!