Spring has finally arrived after a very long, cold and snowy winter here in the northeast. And, I know it’s official when I see the robins bobbing along in my yard.
My latest art is inspired by the robins I see. It is done in prismacolor artist pencils. I call it “Thoughts of Spring”.
Little Robin Redbreast
Sat upon a tree,
Up went the Pussy-Cat,
And down went he;
Down came Pussy-Cat,
Away Robin ran,
Says little Robin Redbreast--
Catch me if you can.
Little Robin Redbreast jumped upon a spade,
Pussy-Cat jumped after him, and then he was afraid.
Little Robin chirped and sung, and what did pussy say?
Pussy-Cat said Mew, mew mew,--and Robin flew away.
