At first my daughter liked feeding the pigeons that congregate in St Marks square but then one morning she turned completely against them and wanted them nowhere near her.
Sometimes in the garden stuff appears and then it is gone. The black edge gave this small clump a slightly sinister look.
this is old, I mean about ten years or so. It was in Venice and these buskers were good.( I did the painting when I got home from photographic reference)
This is Chatsworth and the light was fairly dull on that day but the gold colour was quite striking nonetheless.
Then the yellow of the hedge in front was again quite eyecatching, more so ,in fact, than if the sun had been out!
The bronze dogs and the stone lion added more interest against the hedge but note that the ground floor windows have not had the gilding treatment!
But hey, who needs to paint their windows gold when nature has its very own golden flowers…