Who doesn’t love trees? Especially this time of year, with all the changing colors of autumn.
The trees here in Placerville range in color from bright yellow-gold to rich burgundy red.
They’re so beautiful I was almost moved to write a poem. Almost. Something about how I had never noticed the beauty of trees as a little girl, but now, as an adult . . .
Then I mentioned it to my mom, how I never noticed the trees as a little girl. To which she replied, That’s because they weren’t here when you were young.
Uh, okay. Bye-bye poetic muse.
I would have to say that trees are one of the most popular murals I paint.
In a powder room . . .
In a nursery . . .
On a closet door . . .
On a hanging canvas . . .
and in a fairy princess’ room.
I’ve found some wonderful trees in Blogland too. I’ll post some love links tomorrow.
Would you paint a tree in your home? What kind of tree?