Like most Southerners, I have a variety of azaleas in my yard.
But one has stolen my heart - the Native Azalea. Mine grow
slowly and enjoy the shade. As a result, most of the time, they
are not noticed. And even when they bloom in the spring, they
are not profusely covered in bright showy blossoms like their
cousins. But when I take the time to examine them, they seem
to have just the right mixture of pastel flowers and leaves. They
are like good friends who are resilient and always there in hard
times. Yet when the good times come, they willingly provide just
the right support to allow us our time in the spotlight.
Native Azalea is a scratch drawing on 12" x 9" black
scratchboard. The original is not for sale, however, we do have a few giclee prints.