Wisconsin Watercolor Way: Week of December 23, 1996
Since I've been busy with Christmas preparations and last minute shop
tending, more of my poem is all for now:
Jack Frost came striding
onto my windowpane one day,
and painted his pictures of white and grey.
As the days grew shorter Jack got very bold,
completely heedless whether the sparrows were cold.
He put ice on the windows and snow on the ground,
and blew and blustered his way all around.
While the year got old.
I will be illustrating this poem (originally published as text with
one line drawing in my "Year's Gift" book, which is all sold out)
and making small illustrated books. Follow the continued link to see my
progress. The new book, and note cards made from its illustrations, will
be for sale.
email me if you wish to purchase my artwork.
or
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Last Modified: January 23, 2003 by Jennifer Sharp