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Leaf leaves tree
How long will it be
Before naked branches
Are clothed again?
First frost, then rain
Maybe snow will come again.
Icicles hang on gutters
Defrost as cold rain sputters
Then one day a bud bursts open.
Spring comes slowly,
Time is sullen.
In these months leaves are rotten
And autumn colours are forgotten.
Farewell friend
The end….
Now the neighbours hedge has been cut back I can see the sky better. Tonight it was overcast grey but then it glowed orange red. I took a few pictures but they didn’t show the colour I could see so I have adjusted the hue and saturation on the phone to see if I could match them, this is the best I could do.
Hydrangea duplicated, green faces seem to emerge from the background of bricks. Pareidolia at large.
There’s not enough space
I can’t get past!
I have to hop over the hose
Skip over the empty pots
Jump into the back door
When I’ve watered it all.
I’m watching the Olympics
Thinking could this be
A new green event?
Walking through the middle of Stoke today, there is a small patch of land next to a car wash that was seeded with wildflowers a few years ago. Every year I walk past and I’m amazed with what springs up. I think the local bees must be happy. Just down the road from there another patch of land in front of a large billboard has become overgrown with buddlea and grass and amazing clover flowers. I hope they don’t get cut down!
I like petunias, so bright
Shine in the light
Bedding plant winner,
Trailing around the pots
Hanging from baskets
Tough as old boots
I love this gem
Of colour on a stem!
Small abstract swirling wave pattern I gifted to someone last year. She has it on display. I don’t remember it being so metallic but it may be the lighting she has used.
I had some modelling paste that I used to build up the surface and make an impasto effect before painting over it. I guess it could crack if it was bumped or knocked. I do love experimenting.
Sunlight on birches
Silver and brown.
Spring is a blooming
In woods and on ground.
Bluebells are over
Now comes the new
Garlands of roses
Covered in dew
Clematis climbing
Lilac are blue
Purple and white
Flowers scented too.
Remember the birches
Other trees shine
Oak tree and walnut
Hornbeam and lime
Oh lovely summer
In you come soon
When sunlight is brightest
At wondrous noon.
Artrage digital drawing. I saw some poppies against a grey sky and I decided to quickly draw a representation of the colours. Drawn using a stylus rather than a finger painting. I like the ways the stems aren’t always straight.
Painted last year from a photo of an autumn wood. I’m in another group of artists on Facebook that does weekly prompts. This week was #tree, #trees, #forest, #forests. What gripped my attention was the russet, orange and bronze leaves on the forest floor and following the contours of the deeply worn pathway through it. Some paler leaves are still clinging to the trees, and the distant foliage is pale blue to send it backwards (I might have used pale grey but I liked using the complimentary colour to the oranges.
Mallaband-Brown