As spring continues to unfold, I am ALWAYS jaw-dropping when I drive past a woodland and come upon the bright magenta/pink of the redbuds peeking out from a thatch of gray tree trunks. They seem to dot the woodland edges and remind me of one of my favorite photographs by Eliot Porter "Redbud Trees in Bottomland, Near Red Gorge, Kentucky, 1968."
I've been marginally successful at rendering what I SEE of this bright, pink-blooming tree, but when I got to Rebecca's this week, she had gathered a few branches of the Redbud and added it to her floral arrangements. I sketched a quick close-up of the flowers.
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