Oil on Canvas
|Nicole Pletts Fine Art||
How I love the sound of rain on the roof... I love being inside or on my veranda drinking tea and watching the rain... It reminds me of when we used to go camping... We would be in Cape Vidal, in a caravan, under a huge flysheet, and the rain would come pouring down... I would jump out of bed and put the gas cooker on for tea, and sit and watch the rain run off the flysheet like a curtain... How I loved it - and still do... But as much pleasure it brings me, I'm aware of all the people who live in shacks or are homeless... I bet they're not loving the rain tonight... As horrible as it sounds, I hate it when my conscience spoils my pleasure...
Ok - so I thought baby buck were born in Spring? But then I'm not the buck expert...
This was my view from my veranda this afternoon... Its been nearly eight years that I have lived in this beautiful place... I appreciate it Every. Single. Day.
I also HATE gardening - so I am especially proud of my garden :)
Bibs, bobs and boring bits....