Let it snow. Arriving in Boston on January 18, 2015 from Austin, pristine silver flakes of snow dusting the streets two days later….Heaton, my five-year-old grandson, delights in his first snow.  By mid March a new all time record, over 112” of snow, is reached.  I am in Boston for my daughter’s surgery at Mass General, followed by seven weeks of treatment, helping our family. I make time for isolated moments to paint, a contemplative time for me. With the limited supplies I brought in my suitcase I am painting small 10 x 10 watercolors, on a narrow desk, in the basement of a rented house in Beacon Hill, with no natural light. I am capturing impressions of melting ice pools, transparent icicles dotting the rooflines, and pristine frozen structures, punctuated by the glimpse of an occasional cerulean blue sky. All seen from a specific viewpoint, reaching out for quiet, tranquility, and peace.

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