What a nice sunset. I wish I had a camera. But I don’t. I wonder if things are more sublime when you can’t save them?
Sometimes a small detail can make a scene complete.
Do you miss living on the Common? said Blurtso. Yes and no, said Harlan, I’ve never been happier than I am sharing your barn, but there’s always something lost whenever there’s something gained.
I wonder if I’m natural? thought Blurtso. I wonder if I’m in tune with nature? I wonder if I have been paralyzed by over thinking…?
…..I guess not.
Water is the most difficult and rewarding of subjects.
Forget it, said Blurtso, trying not to remember. He looked at the grass in front of his nose and took a bite. Mmmmm, he thought, remembering how good grass tastes and forgetting what he didn’t want to remember.
I wish I could remember, said Blurtso, trying to remember what it was he wanted to remember. It must be here somewhere, in my brain, ears, eyes, hoofs, or smell. It must be something important. Blurtso looked at the grass in front of his nose and took a bite. Mmmm, he thought, remembering how good grass tastes in the early morning on a spring day. Mmmm, he thought, taking another bite and forgetting that he was trying to remember. Now I remember! he said, running off to meet the others who had remembered to remember.
The art of painting, said Bonny, is to capture one of life’s moments on canvas. The art of living is to let those moments go.