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My inspiration begins just outside my door, in a little garden nestled beneath the branches of a pine tree. Here, nasturtiums tumble, foxgloves rise tall, dahlias burst into colour, and echinacea nod gently in the breeze. It’s in these quiet corners – in the untamed edges, the wandering borders, and the wildflower patches – that I find the magic I bring into my art.
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