One of the things I missed most when we lived on the west coast was the change of seasons. Days like today - cold and damp, a dusting of snow on the ground and thin layer of ice on the pond, yet with the first tiny green spears of spring daffodils reaching up at the side of the house - spark anticipation in me. This is the time of year we've had just about enough of winter and thoughts turn to spring planting, to flowers and herbs and garden art (Can't get enough garden art!)
This is also the time of year spring fever makes itself apparent in the painting....Can you tell?
I'm picturing this one hanging on porch, shed or garden fence, perhaps near a little faerie garden or faerie house.
More spring offerings coming soon, and more Halloween too (because Halloween anticipation is year-round!)...In the meantime, I'm doing a bit of commission work - and watching the snowflakes fall as I long for the next season, the next cycle....