Is there a nicer yellow than canola? Or, really I should say yellows. It’s moods and fancys are as varied as the light and even the minutes in the day.
This one is brooding a secret that the large tree is rightously protecting. The tree thinks it’s the only one that knows!
Your viewfinder has discovered it though Cindy, but has kept back enough mystery to tease us into wanting another look. It’s lovely.
Is there a nicer yellow than canola? Or, really I should say yellows. It’s moods and fancys are as varied as the light and even the minutes in the day.
This one is brooding a secret that the large tree is rightously protecting. The tree thinks it’s the only one that knows!
Your viewfinder has discovered it though Cindy, but has kept back enough mystery to tease us into wanting another look. It’s lovely.
Thanks Kath! You really should be a writer…..in fact you are! I love the way you interpret my pictures….art in words???