Mid-September. Fall is near, but Summer continues its relentless burn.
I continue to struggle to get back my watercolor painting skills. Years of photography and an excursion into acrylics have taken their toll. Painting is nothing like photography and watercolor is nothing like acrylics or oils.
I hate to give up; admit defeat. So I will continue because my creative genes require the process, even if the result does not please me... yet.
When I opened this in Lightroom, I had a moment of disappointment that the tip of the leaf on the left touched the edge. Then I changed my thinking; this 'tension' created different negative space and in fact, I quite liked that. And the place where the lightest light meets the darkest dark is diagonally opposite from this leaf/edge intersection. The darker corner in the upper right continues the imaginary line across the page.
Now, the calendar. August is nearly gone. I'm hoping it takes the heat when it leaves. But I know that September in the South can be every bit as hot as July and then there are those pesky tropical storms...
Mid-July already! The days seem long and slow but the calendar pages are flipping quickly. Summer may be my least favorite season; or it may be tied with Winter for that distinction. I don't like extreme temps and I doubt that I'm alone in this. I have no trips planned until the heat eases in September/October... and the kiddies are back in school. Actually, school starts here on August 3rd!
SoFoBoMo update... I'm working on it. I may not get there, but I'm not going to fret over it. It's too hot to fret.
And I picked two (count 'em!) two blackberries. If I had to live off my harvest (as my grandparents did) I would surely not survive. So thankful for that.