Amy Denny
- buchanancenter
- Jun 30, 2020
- 1 min read
I find painting the beauty surrounding me to be an engrossing distraction from our crisis-prone times. The ephemeral makes me stop and notice.
Some flowers are smaller than a fingertip yet, as beautiful as our very planet. Some bloom for less than a day. Beauty of these moments should be treasured, absorbed with the eyes, inhaled deeply.
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