4″ x 8″ pastel painting
Until spring comes I never remember the bulbs that my father planted for me in the garden. And every spring I am pleasantly surprised with what comes up out of the ground with no effort on my part. These blue bells, which may have another name that I’m unaware of, are so delicate and last for a very short time . . then the work begins.
$100 with shipping and handling included in the US. Please email me for International shipping rates or other inquiries.