Next Morning…

 

Standing at the open door, I breathe the bright new day – the garden, bursting with fresh greenery; a blackbird amongst a mass of pink roses, pouring out his song; a gentle background chorus of 1000 small birds, and a raucous flurry, as the mother gull nesting on our chimney worries over her chicks. Yesterday’s raindrops are sparkling on leaves and petals. Next door, our neighbour is whistling softly as he tends his sweet peas.

About throughstones

I am primarily a visual artist, living on the North Devon coast, a beautiful semi-rural area in South West England. I am interested in full engagement with 'place' and the eternal movement of life - particularly as it relates to what we call 'the natural environment'.
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