Fairytale Hour

Fairytale time, originally uploaded by ivoryblushroses.

As the season changes, the light shining down the hillside at the end of the day lifts my heart and makes it sing. I love this time of day. It's the time of day when my imagination can see the wood fairies peering around trees, springing off a blade of grass, making it bounce when all else remains still.


The light sparkles through the leaves and the stalks of aged flowers, whose bloom is long past, suddenly turn silver as they dance across the meadow.


The leaves of the oak play a little too, with fragile aura's of light defining each lobe.


The light sends me racing for the sketchbook and watercolors, and I quickly attempt to capture the colors of green and light, of purple shadows and the glint of amber. I'm not there yet, but the journey is delightful!