'I try to apply colors like words that shape poems, like notes that shape music.' Joan Miro
As I wander quietly through my home this morning I am noticing collections...small multiples that catch my eye.
The fridge overflowing with these sweet red orbes fresh from our garden, who knew such delight in their delicious goodness!
These bursts of creativity remaining on the bench, tenderly strung + slipped into my hand as I walked in the door late Sunday afternoon, a window into the hive of creativity buzzing these walls in my absence.
These sweet treats, won't be admired for long, a celebration of returning mama!
What collections represent your days? What colour their celebration?
