...all around me as I clean and purge (we're planning on a spring down-sizing), I've been doing much too little in the studio. That does not mean, however, that I can't appreciate the out-of-control colour around me as we head towards the end of fall.
Here's what I mean:
|The front lawn is carpeted with maple leaves.|
|The shrubbery in the backyard fairly shouts with riotous colour against the clear blue of the sky.|
|The mountain ash down the street is laden with berries.|
|There's glistening gold everywhere I look.|
|Even the fallen colour carries that POW factor.|
|Strawflowers are gorgeous at this time of the year.|
|Sunflowers are at their best as they wave goodbye to summer.|
|Anita Bloch Ceramics|
We live in a magical world, don't we? Everywhere we look there's a feast for the eyes.