Morning after morning, when it has dawned white, still and shining, I have found a new painterly energy where colours embedded in morning fog suggest hidden bushes, fences, houses and hills.
Misty Mornings The Rainbow
Heron
Playtime
All is quietened by these scenes. When the clouds come so low. Coud this be when heaven comes to earth?
Day and Night
Rod’s Place
Penny Otto 
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