It would be easy to let a little drizzle gray your view of the day, however with eyes wide open and apologies to Colderidge, Cantania paints life at every turn. On the succulent new life emerges after rain.
Between the oranges and pomegrants the juicer extracts their essence with mechanical simplicity. The simplicity of this loving labour is often lost in a world of machines, juicers and instant.
Around the corner a street devoted flying coloured bands of belonging.
Along an abandoned wall flowers beak out. The colours are everywhere and with a ray of sunshine the baroque doors will open for a golden discovery.