'Like a finely tuned orchestra, my garden plays a never ending concerto . The birds sing unashamedly, calling those they love, while the fish in the pond plop vicariously providing a deep bass.Machinery long gone from the fields - nature reunites with her rightful territory and one can't help becoming lost in her song!'
Friday, September 05, 2008
Column Week 31
Labels:
Cambs Times,
ink,
journal 2007,
location,
my garden,
Venezia sketchbook,
watercolour
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9 comments:
What a beautifull concerto!
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I love the poetic words and the yellow and purple contrast!!!!!
Beautiful colors in your garden!
Thank you.
It is a pretty corner in my garden and the butterflies love resting here making it all the more beautiful through the summer months.
Anita - Your picture is marvelous and your words are wonderful! What a wonderful combination!
Wonderful drawing and thought!
Thank you both!
This piece sings with joy! Such a powerful combination of word and brush! :)
Thank you Margaret!
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