Yesterday, the colour looked more like this in the hazy morning sky.
I love them this way, all muted and romantic.
Our waning garden: only one eggplant grew; you can barely make it out near the back, third plant to the right. On the right you can see 3 of our Harelson apples, red and ready.
In the foreground, the top of our massive hydrangea.
Beans and tomatoes are gone. Beets, parsnips, cabbage and kale and chard remain.
The little maple at the corner of our neighbour's lot has lost so many leaves and never did get the brilliance of the maples I miss from northern Ontario. Both my sister and I pine (hey! a pun!) for Algonquin Park this time of year when our family would holiday there.
Last night I got out the Prismacolors and played around on top of the acrylic ghosts of figures I put down a few days ago, still a work in progress or wip as they say.
Fairy #2 wip
Fairy #3 wip
Fairies 2 and 3 wip
Working on this much texture is a revelation to me. And the way the Prismacolor coloured pencils blend so well because of all the wax they have in them is another eye-opener. Then, of course, that one can use them on top of acrylic paint! Well, I'm thrilled.
It is Thanksgiving weekend in Canada. Personally, I don't get it.
I think every day is a day for thanks giving.
Thank you! for visiting.