Deja Vu

There something about this one that evokes this imagery of sitting in a rocking chair, in a sun kissed room with bigggg floor to ceiling round top windows that have white drapes blowing in the wind. When I look out the windows, past my wrap around porch, I see a forest and a garden being caressed by the rays of the sun and I can hear the sounds of the birds and other nature if I close my eyes…

Maybe I’ve been there, maybe I’ve lived there, it feels very vivid to me and for some reason this piece is making me see that.