Winter is setting in. I love this weather - mostly because the sky is clear and it’s the time to plant new seeds. From November to March, nature gets beautiful. I go out for long walks every morning just to see who is growing what. There is a unspoken competition among all on whose flowers are the best.
I love the way air smells and the beds of different colored pansies. I grow them every year to remind myself of the vibrant life that we all are given. It prompts me to see my daily living as a sketch book, and it depends on me make it colorful.