It had rained all night and early in the morning I walked down through my garden to smell madame Printemps (Mrs Spring).
As I took my first steps, an immense feeling of love invaded me and invited me to look with my heart at the magic beauty of nature.
As I took my first steps, an immense feeling of love invaded me and invited me to look with my heart at the magic beauty of nature.
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As for the trees, i could sense that they were not yet sure if it was the right time to fully embrace this dance, but they were starting to show their impatience to burst into a chartreuse "Valse".
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| The azaleas were not just smiling, they were screaming with joy and wore their dance costumes as if they were going to a ball. Every single petal was wearing a necklace of diamonds that sparkled in the morning sun and the glossy leaves were beaming with pride, so happy to be part of the show. | ![]() |
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| I am happy to share with you this beautiful scene. Perhaps it will help you to understand why my use of colors is so strong My garden, when it decides to show off, is responsible. So do not be surprised if my next paintings are all about spring in my garden. i cannot resist this force that invades me. | ![]() |
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