Golden Afternoon.

Buttercups by Bridget Beth

This afternoon I painted buttercups in the garden and got a lovely freckly sunburn on my shoulders.  I wasn’t satisfied in the slightest with their iridescence and fuzz, but then the boys woke up from their naps and I had to stop.

They are extra wild today.

The boys, not the buttercups.  But I suppose the buttercups are too.  Weeding isn’t exactly number one on my honey do list!

5 thoughts on “Golden Afternoon.

  1. I LOVE this one. It reminds me of the sunny weather and peaceful times :) Great work B!

  2. Lovely! I never rubbed them on my chin, but we’d hold them up to our chins to see if they’d glow yellow from the reflection, and if it did then we’d say, “you like butter!” I’ve no idea where that came from!

  3. haha…i think that’s probably the ‘right’ way to do it but somewhere along the way i was convinced to rub the pollen on my chin to see of i liked butter. (of course i did. and also, atchoo!) ;)

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