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once a field so gold
cropped and chopped and mowed right down
now… just watch it grow 🦊❤️
My beautiful meadow of tall golden grasses has been reduced to a field of stubble. A new and unfamiliar look. I can see every contour of the undulating expanse. I study the ups and downs. I want to paint it. “You don’t know how to paint the emptiness.”, my doubting voice echos. My loving voice responds, “I can’t wait to see how you paint the emptiness, go ahead and give it a try.” So… I will… I must… 🦊❤️