|Currently, what I find when I step outside of my door are platoons of corn stubs, |
shimmering Poplar trees and long, long shadows.
As for the RHS... well this has all gone awry in my heart. I still don't feel 100% happy doing what I wanted to do and all other ideas still aren't really fitting the bill. They are either too whacky, too difficult or not very me. I am finding it difficult trying to find something that I want to do that isn't going to be seen by the judges as madness. With this difficulty, I have decided to just step back from the whole thing and let the plant/theme/subject find me.
|A spontaneous burst of pigeons - fabulous movement.|