Spring plein air painting at a flower farm on Vancouver Island, and the flowers were starting to blossom with colour. It was a cool day, and I was attracted to the warm brown earthen furrows as much as the flowers dotted in between. There was so much liveliness as the gentle wind tossed the blossoms on their tiny stems. The dark furrows nicely complemented the bright tops of the flowers. It was a big scene that needed my large paper and brush. I let my body sway to echo the movement happening in nature.