Every once in a while I find a small piece of "the way things used to be"........you know what I mean? In the Blue Ridge Mountains of North Carolina, we often pass a charming white house, surrounded by a white picket fence. It is obviously the house of a gardner. When I saw it this summer, with a beautiful display of flowers bordering the fence, I asked my husband to stop so that I could hop out of the car and take a photo.
Somebody remind me not to paint with such dark backgrounds! Although, I love the way the painting shows in life, it is impossible to photograph it without glare.
Regardless, I was happy with the painting and thrilled to find this beautiful setting and reminder of the slower, more peaceful life in small town America that I remember from my youth.
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