So, in her older and, most likely, dowdier years, my great great grandmother was gifted a ketch* . How, I wonder, did she feel about that? Did her spirits expand with the unfurling of the sails? Did she feel elated, rejuvenated, loved, twirly, joyous, prettyfull…..?
… And much the same as I did, when in my older and flabbier years, ( as in, right now 😉 ), I received the gift of a sketch, straight from the kind heart of the lovely Lucy at Visual Fling. Not a randomly selected sketch, but one specifically of me, for me, and carrying my name. Here it is: Gallivanta’s Herb Garden.
How generous is that? How beautiful is that?
It’s not often that those of us who belong to the ageing, greying, wrinkling Ordinaries of the world are honoured in graceful works of art, be it in the form of ketch or sketch. When it happens, it’s time to express delight and exuberance; time to celebrate our reimagined looks, like this ~
If, after listening to the gorgeous Julie Andrews, you would like to know about the pretty wonderful boy in my life, take a peek here. Adorable, and ever so handsome, isn’t he? With eyes that reach the truth of this story; which is the beauty of the soul.
* Ketch is my linguistic paintbrush at work. Amelia Sims was a topsail schooner.
Although the sketch Gallivanta’s Herb Garden has been gifted to me, the copyright is owned by Lucy at Visual Fling. Please do not copy or reproduce this image without permission from Lucy at http://visualfling.com/about/