Beaten down by the heavy rain, I cut these gorgeous blooms from the hydrangeas flanking my front porch, lifting them from the ground. The lime green heads have only started blushing at the petal edges, and I can hardly wait to see their full color emerge. After a very long day, sketching these beauties is just the art therapy I need. The simple act of sketching centers my thoughts and focus, allowing me to unwind. I add a little color, and I'm sure I haven't done the blooms justice, but there is always tomorrow to try again. Painting number 2038 in 2038 days.
I hate to see those gorgeous blossoms hit the ground but they are so heavy they can't help it. You did a beautiful job replicating them onto paper.
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