Pandemic Painting #5

‘Bella’

In the village of Saint-Antoine L’Abbaye, situated at the end of a gravel path, stands a white washed cottage, curtains drawn, door locked. Inside, she waits. Eyes filled with such tenderness. Sweet despair heavier than the scent of crushed rose.

Anna G. Watson

~ educator, aspiring writer, simple design and style

... knows how Dorothy can get home the whole time

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