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May 22, 2012
Media: Oil
Size: 6x6 in
One of the coolest things about summer—an oxymoron in Texas—are the deep cool shadows and dappled light filtering through the leaves. I could sit and watch this light show for hours.
We have five huge-old-oak trees hovering above our yard who spend their days lazily cascading shards of light into silent flickers of colored shapes that dance across my tiny islands of grass and gardens. Their countless wash of winks, mottle the breadth of towering orange canas, coral winding trumpet vines, spikes of red salvia and oleanders, a row of pastel-tinted crape myrtles, fiery lantana, white butterfly gingers and powdery puffs of pink hydrangea. These magical giants take special delight in waking blushing four o'clocks from their slumber and speckling the wings of oblivious birds splashing in the two garden's baths. I caught these two shady Adirondack characters red handed hanging out around the pool, sitting on violet stippled decking looking oh so innocent! They were trying their best to lure me away from my work. But I knew they were up to no good and not to be trusted, one quick repose and they've got you and won't let you go for hours on end...especially if you happen to have a great book in your hand.
One of the coolest things about summer—an oxymoron in Texas—are the deep cool shadows and dappled light filtering through the leaves. I could sit and watch this light show for hours.
We have five huge-old-oak trees hovering above our yard who spend their days lazily cascading shards of light into silent flickers of colored shapes that dance across my tiny islands of grass and gardens. Their countless wash of winks, mottle the breadth of towering orange canas, coral winding trumpet vines, spikes of red salvia and oleanders, a row of pastel-tinted crape myrtles, fiery lantana, white butterfly gingers and powdery puffs of pink hydrangea. These magical giants take special delight in waking blushing four o'clocks from their slumber and speckling the wings of oblivious birds splashing in the two garden's baths. I caught these two shady Adirondack characters red handed hanging out around the pool, sitting on violet stippled decking looking oh so innocent! They were trying their best to lure me away from my work. But I knew they were up to no good and not to be trusted, one quick repose and they've got you and won't let you go for hours on end...especially if you happen to have a great book in your hand. |