for so long
that it began to seem more like legend
of the most fantastically preposterous variety –
and the monotony of waiting for it
eventually lulled your hope into a
may have actually arrived?
Here’s to signs of new life (and warmth), friends.
And also, here’s to Margit Mindrum, who I just discovered is the talent behind the painting that currently hangs near my front door. I found it at a thrift store (naturally) but decided to learn who M. Mindrum is.
Here’s what I now know:
– She didn’t start painting until she was in her mid-50s – after her six children were grown.
– Over the next 20 years, she completed more than 600 paintings and had a waiting list three years long.
– She was featured in an exhibition at the James J. Hill House, titled “Minnesota Painters of Norwegian Background.”
– She never had any formal training.
– She wrote a memoir for her family and called it No Change My Heart Shall Fear, which sounds so inspiring that I’m considering buying it on Amazon. I would bet she borrowed the title from a line in this hymn.
Thanks for creating so much beauty in the second half of your life, Margit, and for welcoming this new season to mine.