The weather has been amazing the last couple of days, too hot for working in the Studio so I’ve been sitting outside at a little table sketching with watercolour was crayons, called I think Neocolour. They are quick to work with and I love blending the colours. I used the above reference from a walk in the countryside yesterday and imagined the feeling of walking into a magical Blue bell wood.
On a lush spring bank,
Sweet meadow herbs
Mingle their magic
With the elegant,
Curvaceous,
Intoxicating, fever
Calming
Bluebell: Queen
Of the night.
Nature’s pillow,
Plump and soothing,
Drop tears of nectar,
Through pursed lips,
Sweet and melting like
fine, buttery, moist
Cake crumbs.
Soporific.
Stars of the meadow
Shine in the mind,
Showering
Thousands of tiny,
Crystal, tinkling bells.
One of nature’s
Finest lullabies.
Walk through magical
Woody glades towards
Your imaginary place.
Under bare feet,
Carpets of wild herbs
Warm, soothe.
Fingers reach out
Touching fresh
Young leaves,
Caressing delicate silk.
Rest by ancient trees
Creaking reassuringly.
Your mind drifts
With bluebell
Intoxication;
Miles away,
Across the wide
Sea of imagination.
Lavender Moon: Artist, Poet and Lover of Nature 
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