I just needed a little more color and brown stems. In this moment I know I’m blessed. I like the kind of painting that comes from just painting. It’s interesting how I’ve always said I can’t wait till spring. Spring is always here. It may be cold outside, and rain is near, but I can always paint blooms. I can always grow. And rain, we need rain to grow trees and flowers. I should do a lunch time dry on Friday and see how many ideas I can sketch?