Sketchbook watercolor, 10"x8"
Reader, knitter, weaver, spinner, art maker, quiltmaker, sewist, yoga, yardwork, thinker, lover of poetry, animals, and living simply. I am also owned by my beagle, Bitty.
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1 comment:
Beautiful. Thank you. I like the way some of the petals are like fingers. Or how some of my fingers are like lotus petals.
At the moment, I'm waiting for a Monarch to emerge from it's pupa. "Any minute," I've said for a few hours. Nature creates Her own time.
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