Angel of Spring
I am the kiss of a warm breeze after the bitter frost. I am the promise of life and the budding of limitless potential. I am the Angel of Spring, the Promised One.
The shift of the seasons into spring is one that has always filled me with awe from the time I was a small girl. There is something wondrous in watching baby birds fly and catching the scent of honeysuckle.
Original Art: SOLD!
Preliminary Drawing
8.5″x11″, Watercolor, Pen & Ink on Illustration Board.
