The rain has passed and the garden begins to right itself. The blooms are no longer weighed down but not yet still, caught in a quiet re-ordering as petals lift, settle and re-find their place. What matters here is balance regained rather than perfection — a sense of lightness returning, of forms breathing again after pressure.

Pastel and acrylic on paper 50 w x 70 h cm Unframed 63 w x 93.5 h cm Framed