#Snowy Landscape

[reeddraws]

Daily drawing 1914. I'm still taking a little time off for the holidays, so today's drawing is just a quick doodle. I've been feeling a little more confident with this super simple style recently. It's been fun!

[maureen2musings]

jukkapaa

[huariqueje]

Big snow (changes) -    Sebastian Blanck , 2022.

American, b. 1976 -

Pen and ink with gouache on paper , 60 x 72 in.

[lovehina019]

[warmcupoflemontea]

[cozycottagelife]

[nikrouz]

Commission for Jiffy

[praline1968]

[adventuresofalgy]

It was the Winter Solstice, the darkest, shortest day of the year, and Algy had risen, quite literally, high into the air, as soon as it was light enough to see, in order to inspect his new surroundings.

And joy of joy, he knew where he was! Algy was the happiest fluffy bird in all the world, for at last he was not only no longer lost, but he was in an area he knew well, not all that far from his very own home.

Setting off as soon as he had consumed a hasty and decidedly scanty breakfast – for there was little food to be found in the snow – Algy flew steadily through the brief hours of daylight, with his magic pumpkin clasped firmly in his beak. And when the shortest day quickly gave way to night, Algy did not pause, but continued to fly ever onward through the silvery moonlight, rejoicing at the familiarity of the landscape below.

Gazing up at the moon from time to time, Algy recalled one of the best poems ever written about that beautiful Empress of the Night, and practised reciting it inside his fluffy head as he continued to make his way happily homewards:

The Moon was but a Chin of Gold A Night or two ago – And now she turns Her perfect Face Upon the World below – Her Forehead is of Amplest Blonde – Her Cheek – a Beryl hewn – Her Eye unto the Summer Dew The likest I have known – Her Lips of Amber never part – But what must be the smile Upon Her Friend she could confer Were such Her Silver Will – And what a privilege to be But the remotest Star – For Certainty She take Her Way Beside Your Palace Door – Her Bonnet is the Firmament – The Universe – Her Shoe – The Stars – the Trinkets at Her Belt – Her Dimities – of Blue.

[Algy is thinking of the poem The Moon was but a Chin of Gold by the 19th century American poet Emily Dickinson.]

[maureen2musings]

daniel_casson

[missedmilemarkers]

[huariqueje]

Snowy caw  - William H. Hays , n/d.

American,b. 1956 -

7 colour linocut reduction on paper, 12 x 9 in.

[our-beautiful-nature]

❄🎄🌨

[moonbeampixels]

The snowy place 🌲❄️

[poki-art]

waiting for the snow ❄️

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