I returned to the spot in Hullard park today where I had managed to do a few quick watercolours with my daughter a couple of weeks ago.
This time I was armed with my small paintings, laminated, and a ball of string.
It was beautiful to see them flapping with the branches and leaves, reflecting the light and trees.
“Beauty is all around….”
I left simple messages for whomever may find them, they may take them if they wish.
I have left them there.