I'm not sure why it is that life rarely turns out the way you want it to, expect it to, or hope it will. It must be God's way of showing us who's in charge. It's also probably why I never won the Powerball.
So Mary's Poppies was, and is, an unexpected blossoming of painted shapes. It was unplanned, for the most part, without a map or photo to guide me.
For Mary. The one who always (well almost always) makes me smile. I love you!
~ I will keep the brush happy in my hand ~
Here's the painting progress:
I had no idea I'd painted so many poppies, but here they all are!