8 x 8in oil on museum quality panel
Roses showing bare restraint, corralled but not hidden, by gates of blue and buildings old.
Perhaps more impacting because we didn't expect to find them,
in this place,
on that street,
by the tumbled down house,
on an absented farm.
Isn't that precisely the beauty of the journey,
The not knowing what hidden delights lie ahead,
down any old road we happen to find ourselves on:)
(Course it never hurts when the road is in France.....)!
And in other news--out of all the winners reading this (yes, I'm talkin' to you) there are three winners whose names have been drawn to receive their choice of one of my books.
Emails have been sent out---better check your mail:))
Eddie and I are so excited we can scarcely stand it!
Eddie says if you didn't win, not to worry.
It's the yin and yang of life...
P.S. sometimes Eddie worries me.
P.S.S.actually most times Eddie worries me.