My namesake...a gift to my folks (Pampra pampra pam..painted by yours truly).. Still looking for a decent Saraswathi to gift to husband's folks
If anyone comes across an ethnic sketch of Saraswathi on glass, please let me know.
My garden is finally looking up after all my pleads, begs, entreats and ultimatums to it. The insects who have my one whole month of TLC for breakfast are my current staunchest enemies.
The ugly green tube you see was bought for me by the fellow who cleaned up the yard when we had moved in. He had better have some potent defense strategy in place for the next time I see him, for off loading a watering tube that weighs as much as I do. I have built more upper arm muscles than Michael Jordan, just by watering my plants periodically.
The alamander was my enigma. It grew taller and taller with no hope for a single bud. And voila. Suddenly it bloomed. Tears of joy.
Our neighbours have a yellow carpet in their garden. For some reason, the tree that grows just outside their fence dumps all its flowers on their yard.
another beautiful painting! And I always love seeing pictures from the garden.
Posted by: The Doug | 04/29/2008 at 09:10 PM