Fall; fell

Fall; fell

It's Fall, the leaves have turned, and are coming off the trees. They are bare now, in the cold of Winter. Sometimes, it can feel like all my leaves have fallen off, and I am vulnerable and bare. But usually there is one strong shoot that stays throughout. It is love; and expectations of the coming spring.

  • 24 x 24
  • Acrylic & varnish
  • sold