Well, a couple weeks ago, I tell you, I was getting pretty pumped about it starting to feel like spring..little buds coming in on trees, alliums poking up through the ground…I pulled out some of my summer pictures of flowers to paint…then it snowed…a lot. So after my walks in the snow with my dog, when I could, I worked on this Nootka Rose on my tablet. I have nothing to say about this summer flower except that when it blooms for it’s brief period, it feels like magic blooming all over it’s deciduous bushes. It is not the kind of rose that lends itself to picking though. There’s a metaphor in there, but I am too tired to find it. PS, Pink is my favorite color.
