I have only a slightly sunburned neck and these daffodils to remind me of the glorious 78 degree sunny Saturday last. Now its cold and rainy again. Anyway, enough with my complaints about the manic-depressive weather patterns around here. I sat and worked on more flower drawings. This is the best of the lot.
I started with a pen drawing and then painted everything with acrylics. After that I used watercolor pencils. I hope that someday I can capture that amazing radiant yellow that makes daffodils the cheery flowers they are.
Last week it snowed. Snow is a pretty exciting event where I live. We really don’t get much snow even in winter. It quickly melted as it usually does. Then this week it was sunny and warm. Yesterday I lay in the grass in the backyard gazing at the blue sky. It was like a spring day that you might read about in a poem. Today it’s cold and rainy. But yesterday was a day to savor over and over in my memories while I wait for the sun to come out properly –in June or July.
Lulled by warm sunshine yesterday I drew these daffodils. Glad I did, because nothing is making me go outside today, or tomorrow, or the next day…