A gray, drizzly winter day. All the leaves had not yet fallen from the tree outside my breakfast window. Tiny reflecting water drops lined the branches. It had stopped dripping - I can't really call it rain - so I grabbed my camera and went outside. I saw a mandala in the making.
I shot various angles from many different perspectives. One emphasized the leaves, another the shiny droplets, another focused on the uppermost branches bare against the gray sky. So many viewpoints.
But none of the photographs captured the serene mysterious mood. While one came close, it wasn't until I created the mandala that I felt again what I had felt that moment.
The last lingering leaves. The diamond droplets. This mandala draws me in much like the peaceful reverie of looking out my breakfast window on that gray, drizzly winter day.
That is gorgeous! The colors and shapes make my eyes really happy!
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