reason, it seemed to me like spring took a very long time to come this
year. In January, I saw the image in my
mind that became “Out of The Darkness”, the golden light starting to emerge through
the cracks in the darkness.
stood witness in their winter habit while the sun and the moon shone with their
gold and silver light. I pictured that
light calling the flowers to blossom.
Flowers started to take shape in my mosaics. The crow was talking to me in March, laughing
that I thought springs was near. The
forsythia was a particularly strong image in my mind – good thing as they
didn’t fare too well with the late snow!
finally, finally, here it is with the butterflies and myriad blossoms –