In the park, just coming into leaf now.
It’s starting to whisper in the wind.
The girls like running through it’s long branches, twirling themselves around them.
Posted on March 27, 2011, in Uncategorized and tagged Children, Drawing, Family, Humour, Illustration, Life, park, Pen and Ink, postaday2011, Sketchbook, Trees. Bookmark the permalink. 21 Comments.
aaaaawwwww poor doggy and poor you xxxx
Poor baby. Awkward!
I hate doing this: "vial"
The ultimate recycle of life. My grandmother had a bed of pansies by the walkway to the back door. M
LOL... the same as myself when i come home from the hairdresser... way much better, maybe i will be
Me too. Same vax. A bit of a headache but that was it. Hang in there.. Terry
Congratulations!
We are creatures of habit I think, we like it the way it is!
What an image for the beginning of Spring. I have had a lovely day,, and have come into find this in my inbox. The world keeps giving! Keep drawing, please!
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Just gorgeous – I adore weeping willows.
Did you see you were tagged over at mine? x
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Well thank you so much! It is fab you want to link my blog on yours. I’m very glad you are enjoying my pictures. It means a lot to me that so many are getting so much out of my work.
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I love willow trees. They instantly remind me of my childhood and the hours spent playing in them and up them.
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They are beautiful trees.
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Wow, love this one – gorgeous!
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🙂 Thank you.
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What a terrific picture, not only the one you drew, but of childhood and spring intertwined.
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So happy to have winter done and dusted for this year!
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this is an adorsable and such a lovely picture. 🙂
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Thank you!
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“Like whispers in the wind
Throughout the day
Your love calls out to me
In it’s own special way
I hear your voice gently speaking to me
Those sweet sounds of love in my ear
No matter where the world may take me
I feel your love everywhere
Your whispers in the wind
Drifting on the breeze
Soothe my anxious heart
Until your here with me
I’ll rush to your open arms
As soon as the day is through
As whispers in the wind
Bring me home to you
As whispers in the wind
Bring me home to you…”
– Lobo
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Charming.
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Beautiful!
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Ooh! I love the idea of spring!
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beautiful, reminds me of my willow tree at home. I’ll join the poem comments too with this haiku I read once and have loved since:
bad-tempered I got back
then in the garden
the willow-tree
🙂
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LIke it!
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I’ve always thought weeping willows were beautiful. Nice drawing!
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Thank you! 🙂
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Oh weeping willows are the best to get lost in cause their branches are so lovely a smooth!
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I know, I was running in and out too! Hee hee…
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