At the Botanical Gardens. Smell of levened manure surrounds me. Waterfall burble to my left and then farther away--fainter to the right and middle--sky reflections at my feet--gentle of the bee beyond my back--far off tree with birdsong. Flies. Lilypads. Crunch of footsteps on gravel. Sun just came out. Sparkly Green on the pond lilygrass. Tried to start my 'project' yesterday--ended up with a gessoed over beastie on hot pink, purple, magenta/fushia, with prussian streaks. Yeah. Starting again!
