I see nothing as perfect as it already is. I seek a glimpse of something other. Beautiful hues dance like music within an open mind. Blood flows thru my heart and then, upon my page. Embracing, vibrancy swirls in the dance. How?
I imagine our vineyards looking like this as the sun sets. A countless array of shadows and light captured within a pink-violet glow.
This is what I see as I look out my window. Not actually imagination.
“Safrano Roses at the Window” is perhaps my favorite for those delicious pink roses gathered within that luscious cacophony of the same pink in it’s many wonderful shades, both inside and outside the window!