DANCING FLOWERS
One summer day, I found these delicate, little flowers just swaying with the gentle breese. What inspiration! Be happy; enjoy the here and now. The overused phrase, grow where you are planted, had new meaning to me.
Now, everytime I look at this paining, I smile. It helps me to remember the times I danced. I was never good at dancing. I just enjoyed it. Pure abandonment to gentle beats. I loved to dance with my husband. We even took dancing lessions for a year! What joy!
Love the picture! Love the blog! Love you!
ReplyDeleteThey look like I remember you.....moving without a care in the world.
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I keep coming back to this inspiring representation of movement, which also seems an icon of exemplary, childlike freedom. You're awesome to capture something so profound on canvas! Love it!
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