right at the end of winter, for a few short weeks, we get the most amazing display of wattle trees in bloom all over hoddles creek - it's the sign that trudging through the mud to feed my 2 pigsters (muffin and puddin') and the cows (too many to name) is almost over, and spring (please, oh, please) is almost here.
I haven't been feeling particularly inspired with my drawing this week, so when I drove down the road tonight to pick up my daughter and the wattle was EVERYWHERE, I knew I had to draw some. I also couldn't help but to stop and pick a whole bunch of the side of the road to stuff into a vase - it won't last long, the blossoms will drop and make an awful mess in a day or two, but, so what.
This was quick, simple and cruffle-icious.
hx