The stroll of a pine warbler.
"I suddenly decided to fly around the dark cypress after the scrubland in the shade and swooped down on the marvellous house in the sun;then,I decided to fly over the balmy fields,an enchanted invitation to daydreaming to finally,intoxicated by freedom,be lost in the manganese blue hue of this vaporous sky where I sang sang with my friends all day long".
WHAT A BEAUTIFULL WINTER DAY - ONE CAN FEEL THE CRISP AIR AND BEAUTY OF THE LIGHT - WELL DONE FULL OF POETRY.
ALAIN- ENJOYED VERY MUCH YOUR NOTE - BRAVO.
Julian
my mum would love to buy some of your paintings and so do her friends, but they do not speak a word of English! Is your site going to be soon available to the French public??
Much love. Sylvie
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