Crab apples in free fall
Acrylic, black marker, and coloured pencil
on watercolour paper
6 x 9 inches
Barbara Muir © 2012
This sounds like a fairy story title I know. But these
are just some of the creatures we’ve seen in the past few
days. Driving here at night you have to be constantly
vigilant first of all for country cats and kittens who play
along the tall grasses at the side of the road, probably
hunting mice. But we have seen more than one deer
crossing our path on the highway. And foxes slink away
off the road making a quick get away. The blue herons are
back in the river bay just down the road at Wallace, Nova Scotia.
Tonight we came home to find a deer slowly sauntering into the
woods near our apple tree. Steven pruned the tree until its boughs
are like an umbrella, when you walk under it – the branches
surround you, thick with small, green crabapples.
This drawing is of some apples I scattered onto our
table and then tried to capture. Across the room from me
in the school house are branches filled with apples, arranged in
a white, Victorian pitcher. They spread dramatically across
a ten foot span. A dreamy amount of space for us, used as
we are to city cramped quarters.
Other than that it was another gorgeous day at the beach.
Have a seeing-the-magic-around- you day.