The garden is dying and school starts on Monday. It is sad to see summer end. The garden is still on the crest of full bloom but starting to loose the blossoms. The Sibley Park Garden is the best it has been in the four years that I have been painting it. The variety and fullness and care has been outstanding. I can't wait for 345 days until it is at it's peak again, so I have to consider the digital "sketches" I've taken as subject matter. It does evoke the memory of the garden. It is a poor substitute for standing in the sun on a random August morning racing with the rising sun to catch the effects of light on the greenery. The sun always wins the race, but it is really fun to be in the running.
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