Plein Air Artists

Recently my husband, some of my family and I were camping in Kananaskis Country and on one of our trips in the area, we came across two ladies who were plein air artists. For those unfamiliar with that term, it means they were painting outdoors rather than in a studio. The ladies were very approachable and, because of my love of art, we got to visiting while they packed up for the day. They painted oil landscapes and from the few paintings I saw, I could tell they were accomplished at it.

After we finished talking art, we began to discuss other things, one of which was where they were from. It turns out one grew up not more than fifteen miles from where we live, and she and I had an artist friend in common. Cool. Anyway, because we hit it off so well, we became Facebook friends. I love it when I make an immediate connection with someone. Kindred spirits, as Anne Shirley would say.

There’s a video of plein air artists in which you’ll see my new Facebook friend, (she’s wearing the wide-brimmed, straw hat and teal jacket) and our friend in common, wearing a black jacket with a white scarf. Since I’m not certain if they’d like their name mentioned, I won’t. You should find the video easily: CTV Calgary: Plein Air Artists in K-Country. Of course you’ll have to put up with a bit of an ad first. Go figure.

 

 

Old Fashioned Christmas

Sometimes I think it would be wonderful to travel back 100 years and celebrate Christmas the way it used to be. It was less about shopping and more about a baby boy born in a manger. On Christmas Eve, people bundled up in heavy coats with scarves, mitts and blankets. They placed foot warmers in the sleigh and enjoyed a nippy sleigh ride to the little white church with the tall steeple for the candle lit service. The church walls seemed to expand with sounds of Christmas Carols. The pews were packed with families. These were the people you’d known throughout the year: the ones you visited with in the general store, the neighbors you helped during the harvest, the ones you invited to share a meal and the ones who welcomed you into their homes.

Can you feel it–the warmth and love shared by friends and loved ones? Can you feel it–the hope for the world delivered with the birth of a child?

My wish for you is to experience an old-fashioned, Christ-filled Christmas this year. Spend time with those you love. Share with those less fortunate. And give thanks for The Savior born in a manger. May your upcoming year be filled with blessings.