The turn of the seasons really charmed me, but perhaps winter is not quite ready to retire yet. I am really enjoying my writing studies and mean to do some notes here soon. Here are a few expirements with photoshop. I might try and do a suitable course to learn more about making composite images from scans.
O so soft, warm and gentle the Canberra morn:
Now sing spring - the winter is no more.
These dawns I grant you, miracles all -
My fresh graces banish the languor of night.
I watch as the petals of every blossom are released from the yearn of sap. To wind, sun, rain, beak, they all succumb. Like the faithful dreams of children they leap into the unknown.