painting of Canna

This time of year is a gift for people who work inside, because the garden is no longer beckoning one out to look for yet more flower friends, but instead gives you the gift of staying inside to paint those friends you met out in the garden in fairer weather. The part of me that blossoms in winter is the painter, which makes the winter colorful and warm as petals form beneath my brush, and my house becomes a garden. It’s almost sad when winter ends and the garden calls me out once again.


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