[If you’re unfamiliar with Zentangle, start here.]
This week, the Zentangle Diva’s challenge was to do a composition inspired by the season. She recognized that with tangle enthusiasts all over the world (16 countries were represented in my CZT class), we might be experiencing different seasons. Where I live in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania in the northeastern United States, it’s autumn.
Part of the Williams College campus in Williamstown, Massachusetts on a late fall day with a view of the quintessential New England white Congregational Church on the college green.
I’m very late in submitting my challenge response this week. I’m blaming it on the lack of inspiring fall foliage in Center City Philadelphia this year. (That’s my story and I’m sticking to it). Our leaves seem to be mostly just turning brown. I was very spoiled by attending college in the Berkshire mountains of western Massachusetts which had mesmerizing fall foliage. In fact, one of the first things new students are warned about is to be very careful crossing the main road through the campus during the fall because so many of the motorists are “leaf peeping” and not watching out for pedestrians.
I could also blame my tardiness on being distracted by the fact that we are making an offer on a condo apartment. We’ve been renting for the five years since we sold the house in the suburbs where we raised our sons. It will mean downsizing again, but it makes sense for us to buy something at this point, especially now that it’s clear to me that Mr. Excitement does not share my fantasy of us buying an RV (caravan/camper) and driving around North, Central and South America for a few years.
Without further excuses, here is what I came up with in response to this week’s challenge:
I shamefully admit to using templates for the leaves. I used colored pencils for color. I think the tangle Sand Swirl was the wrong one to pick for the smallest leaf, but I was too lazy busy to start over.
What season is it in your neck of the proverbial woods? (If English isn’t your first language, “neck of the woods” is an idiom meaning “location”.) Do you have any downsizing advice to share with empty nester Baby Boomers?
