This particular spot in our mudroom has not felt the warmth of the morning sun in many moons. It's the spot that will soon be home to a vase of willow branches. In the hopes that they will see fit to bring on their willow catkins (pussy willows). The first forced blooms of what I am going to call "Spring".
It is somewhat ridiculous how long it took for these dioramas to make it out of my head and into the world. They turned out exactly as I had hoped. A fact of which makes it difficult for me to imagine them anywhere other than in the keeper pile.
Hope you all had the best of weekends. And that the week ahead plays nice.