Sunday, October 2, 2011

Grace

Isn't this a glorious sculpture?  Her name is Grace; she was sculpted by an artist named Liz Fletcher, and we found her at the Millbrook Gallery in Concord, NH, on our way down to visit friends in Boston.

I think we all know what grace feels like in our lives, but I've rarely seen it as beautifully captured as it is here.  And if I am -- now back in the Northwest -- to look back over my time in New England, it seems clear (despite occasional torrential rains and other minor challenges) it was a time infused with grace.

The beauty of the landscapes, the serendipity of finding dear friends available when stopping by unannounced, of beautiful works of art and unexpectedly moving times with family, of delicious dinners and rich conversations with both friends and strangers... everywhere we looked, there was grace, and I feel incredibly blessed to have had such a wonderful time.

2 comments:

Maureen said...

So pleased your trip to the East Coast was filled with memory-making moments.

Louise Gallagher said...

Stitched together in memory, those days reflect the grace of your spirit.