The entire world has gone black and white and gray. I need a dose of bright green to keep my eyes and heart going. I need some humid earthy-smelling air to breath instead of a brittle frozen gasp that makes me cough. Just the right dose of medicine was available to me today as I spent an afternoon at the
Garfield Park Conservatory in Chicago. This is a beautiful spot in the city, and a perfect place to spend a winter day. A soaring glass and iron structure filled with 60 ft tall palm trees, giant ferns, and orchids.
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I had my sketchbook and pens along while visiting with a friend, and the hours just sped by while we were lost in a multi-colored jungle. Humid warm air and a tangle of foliage would not be as wonderful were it not the middle of winter. Some things just have a time and season to be absolutely precious.
As soon as I get my sketches scanned I will post them.