Foxgloves are another favourite flower of mine.
Mom’s flowerbeds and gardens were like stepping into magic, so delightful a place brimming with roses on arbors and irises flanking each side. Most magical of all were the foxgloves and their pretty bonnets. While painting this vignette I retreated to her garden of yesteryear, recalling and admiring her green thumb.
Foxgloves are another favourite flower of mine.
Mom’s flowerbeds and gardens were like stepping into magic, so delightful a place brimming with roses on arbors and irises flanking each side. Most magical of all were the foxgloves and their pretty bonnets. While painting this vignette I retreated to her garden of yesteryear, recalling and admiring her green thumb.