
Nature’s Art



Open door. Rainy day view. I imagine all the sounds of growth.

As a child, this is just how I would have coloured these carnations with my crayon. Many florists now snub these lovelies as ‘old fashioned’ but I have no such prejudice. Our fickle attitudes to these flowers may move through the spectrum but they are ever lovely regardless.

on a journey through my sixties…

think about it…
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