Morning, Gigondas

And a very good morning, at that! Lovely piece, Julian. We're still awaiting the greens of spring here in Maine. But the snow is melting! You paintings help to speed the days along.

Reminds me of my first bottle of Gigondas over 40 years ago, thank you!

In front of the darkness of the shadow, some myriad of white and yellow melodic dashes like a spring of water are gleefully rushing among the leaves, promise to fecundity.
It seems to me that I am hearing the beginning of " The symphonie pastorale"... far away...