Actually, I was just using paint.
Anyway, I've always been fascinated by gourds. I like their myriad shapes, their shifting colors, and their varied textures. Perhaps it's because I see them in the fall, when the air becomes crisp and favorite sweaters are donned, but I've long associated gourds with warmth and comfort.
What do you think about when you see gourds?
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