It’s a place we all come to, seeking treasures that have gone missing. What sweet joy it is to see an old friend when we arrive at the “Lost and Found”.
Lost and Found
Mason Jar
Archaeology in a Jar
After a storm it’s time to pick up the pieces, and maybe put a few in a jar.
Ducks in a Row
It’s been hard, but I’ve finally got my ducks in a row. Have a great weekend.
Stone and Glass
Some hide their treasures in buildings dark and grey.
I prefer mine encased in glass, and topped with a golden roof.
Borealis
You really can’t contain the Borealis.
Sea of Tranquility
Today’s painting is part of a show at Gallery 78 in Fredericton, New Brunswick.
Red Sky at Night
Maybe the painting should be sub-titled “Just another Ship in A Bottle”.
The ship enclosed in this mason jar however is an image of The Melita. It was the passenger ship that carried a young Phoebe Connor, her parents, brothers, and sister to Canada as they immigrated in 1920’s. The aforementioned Phoebe was my mom, so the Melita at least to me will never be just another ship.
The Best Preserve
It’s been quite a year, full of dark days for far too many. The only way to really deal with any of it is to have a sturdy dose of ” The Best Preserve”. I’m hoping that in the coming days you will have it poured out on you, and in turn, you will shower it on others.
Crystal Marmalade
“A wise bear always keeps a marmalade sandwich in his hat in case of emergency.”
Michael Bond
It’s been awhile since I posted. I hope everyone is doing well in these oh so strange days. I thought a little marmalade might help.
Take care.
ANDREW HENDERSON 