Outside my window, a Jackson Pollock riot of yellow spattered dandelions transforms the plain green canvas into a giant painting underfoot. And the landscape is alive, as the miniature suns open their intricate and shining hearts to the sky.
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I could see the dandelions all over the place with your Jackson Pollock reference, Susannah.
Great piece of observation. I will always see a Pollock when I look at dandelions now.
Thanks Paul, I am glad you could 'see it' too. :-)
Good to see you!
I like the image of the dandelions as miniature suns, each opening its light to the sky. It does seem like that in the spring, after the drab winter to suddenly have this explosion of yellow.
Thanks for visiting nothingprofound, it is good to see you. :-)
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