Back in the town from the strawberry fields. Hot days with long bicycle rides. Drawing and painting in the sounds of thunder. In scent of mint and lavender. Last night, (after sitting in front of a fireplace with friends,) lightnings behind clouds turned them very bright pink. No sound. Reading in the balcony, waiting the rain. No rain, just lightnings in silence of the night. Sparrows.
Someone kind is getting married tomorrow in France. She gets an unplanned wedding bouquet, found next to another painting.
Blue skied weekend greetings!
P.s. Another wedding gift.