“Even on a clear Fall day in Connecticut there is still a beautiful soft haze in the air that seems to go with lush grass and old walls.”
Gratitude
2017 has been flying past without respite — a tumultuous year barreling to a close. Thanksgiving is already upon us. I for one welcome this moment to take a step back and think about all I have to be grateful for.
Remembering Fall in Connecticut
When I was very little we moved to Connecticut, where we lived for a couple of years before decamping to Spain and then settling in New Mexico. Many years later, I went to college in Boston, and after that my husband and I again lived in Connecticut on two different occasions. I have spent many Thanksgiving in New England, and I always think about the moment before the weather turns really cold, when the leaves are still changing, and the days tinged with sunlight, with which the region is sometimes rewarded right before the holiday. This scene reminds me of that — one more thing to be thankful for.
The quote above is from my father’s description of this painting in A Gallery of Paintings by Clark Hulings.
