I love begonias. So graceful, so full of life as they bring such joy to the eye and to the summer portale. Each year they spread their beauty as they hang in the gentle breezes. And each fall, as they are taken inside, they slowly lose yellow petals, then ultimately leaves until there is nothing left. And each winter, I wonder: will they return in spring? They appear to be dead knobs which can never spring forth life again, but lo and behold in early spring, I see one tiny leaf, and then another tiny leaf as if to say "Do not give up on me. I will be ready to go back outside to spring into life once again." So to the immortal yellow begonia--enjoy your time in the outdoors."
Flowers of Summer, Oil on Canvas20 X 16" (image size), framed in silver frame, $675 USD