When we returned home from our trip, the grass in the back yard was waist high. I wondered if perhaps it looked a bit derelict – grass as high or higher than the poppies - but David thought immediately that it looked enchanting. I was touched and surprised and even reassured by his way of looking at the world.
June last year on a farm above Dundas
oil on masonite 14"x16"
Marcia Cohen LaBelle © 2011