The Blossoming Pear Tree

The pear tree is blossoming . . . the tulips are tuliping . . . the azaleas flowering . . . as is the apple tree . . . with the cherry tree to follow . . .

-Bree

The Dancing Rose Bush

Rose Bush watercolor/graphite on paper 11"x14"

There is a rose bush in my garden. If you walk onto my porch, through my house, out the back door, past the fire pit, and beyond the wild garden, you will find it next to the wood shed. It dances when it blossoms, its huge thorny stems bobbing and weaving in the air, the heavy fragrant blooms dipping and leaping. Such a thing simply must have (at least) rhymes written about it, perhaps even poems and music.

Now see a glimpse of my Dancing Rose Bush painting as it is partially completed, with plate palettes and tubes of paint strewn about . . .

-Bree

The Butterfly Tree

Do you remember the Tree with a Secret? Now the secret is out and about to fly away . . . . . The Butterfly Tree (and details)

watercolor & graphite on illustration board 8" x 10"

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To remind us of summer . . . as we lie deep in the fog and rain of a northwest winter . . . while others are knee-deep or more in snow . . . here is a faery house I made this past June in a large leaf maple tree that lives in a horse pasture . . . a roof of maple leaf, siding of lichen, floor of snapped twig . . . with a brilliant buttercup in mossy hair . . . lush and fragrant are my dreams in winter.

Two Imps

pencil sketch 8"x10" on paper

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Several weeks ago I started sketching these two imps and wrote a charming rhyme to accompany them.