Sometimes I roam my garden or other places with an eye for the impression of colours, textures, intersections, shadow & light, how things move together, where the edges meet or don’t.
“I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers.” ― Claude Monet
Some other Wednesday vignettes this week:
- purple fountain grass at Flutter & Hum
- textures at It’s Not Work, It’s Gardening
- weed killer at danger garden
Isn’t it interesting that regardless much we fuss about color, nature always gets it right? Probably effortlessly, too…