Forest after the Rain
We don’t need to go to far flung corners of the world to see the glories of the rain forest. As the rain clears, and the sunshine pours through the canopy, the ferns of the forest come alive. I love ferns, they are so ancient they were here before the dinosaurs, before there was grass. The way they unfurl in perfect precision is a joy to behold.
And to paint woodlands is something that always thrills me…