Brîndușa Art

Wood Painting

Brîndușa Art - Wood Painting


“For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter

under heaven”… (Ecclesiastes 3:1, ESV)

Isn’t it amazing how the way seasons succeed each other resonates with our love of change and our love of permanence at the same time? As C.S. Lewis puts it, “each season different yet every year the same, so that spring is always felt as a novelty yet always as the recurrence of an immemorial theme”.

It makes it hard, in a way (at least for me!), to decide on a favorite season… There is so much to enjoy in each one and, at the same time, so much to look forward to in the next. Let me share a bit about what each season means to me, and come see how it looks in some of my paintings.

Spring is an amazing time:



the cheerful songs of birds, the fragrance of all those spring flowers, the colors splattered all over the ground among the forest trees,  the smell of fresh grass… and the delightful feeling of new life and new beginnings… How could I not just love it all!


spring 2

pigeon 3spring

And summer… with its lovely cool mornings, bright and lazy afternoons red poppies 2



and… all the heat one could wish for! 😀

The greenery, the buzz of the bumblebees, the colorful dance of the butterflies, the pleasure given by a cold glass of water and the shade of a tree…

Summer has been one of my favorite seasons ever since I can remember.

As Henry James put it, “Summer afternoon – summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.”

red poppies 1


lavender field

Little homeIn the last few  years, fall has become one of the times of the year that I really savor. There’s so much beauty in this golden season: the rich colors of the trees, dressed in all their fiery glory; ripe fruit and the joys of canning; the nippy air outside and  the warmth of a cozy home; cuddling with a goodgrapes 2 book; counting blessings and spending time with family or friends – “these are a few of my favorite things”. While summer lasts, I really love the heat, but “how can one know color in perpetual green, and what good is warmth without cold to give it sweetness?” (John Steinbeck)gate

fall mill

Sweet home

Oh, and winter… with the the children’s delight at the first snowflakes coming down,

Winter village scene(1)

the pleasant warmth slowly spreading down your limbs as you get out of the biting cold, hot cups of tea and the smell of oranges and cinnamon cookies…

first window

Definitely, “winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home.” (Edith Sitwell)

second window

Love and warmth 2

I realize you may live in a part of the world where the climate is different from what I’ve described here. But if you do have the same seasons, which one of the four do you find more appealing? 🙂


 Wherever you are and whatever the season of life in which you may find yourself, remember that a loving heart is always young,

always young

and that, with God’s help, you can have a bit of sunshine in your soul

no matter what the temperature outside.


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  • Vera Crisp says:

    Brindusa, that was simply beautiful! I love your descriptions of each season, and could almost sense, and feel and smell the wonderfulness of it all. I guess spring is my favorite, but summer is a close second. Right now spring is upon us and I feel as though I’ve been reborn! The world has awakened and I with it. Thank you for using your wonderful talents in word and brush to brighten my world today! I love you dear friend!

    March 17, 2015 at
    • Brindusa says:

      Thank you, dear Vera, for taking the time to read, and for leaving such a sweet comment! Yay for spring – it’s been awaited by so many with so much longing, I’m sure! Blessings to you, I love you too! <3 🙂

      March 17, 2015 at

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