oil on stretched canvas, 5" x 7"
Somehow, the purchased exotic flowers of winter never have the same appeal as the short-lived flowers of spring. I can hardly wait for the garden to come back to life. The sun is out and the snow is melting. We turned the clocks forward today--three weeks earlier than ever before. As a late riser, I welcome the change.
Posted by Shannon Reynolds at Sunday, March 11, 2007