The secret of your own heart you can never know;
but you can know Him who knows its secret.
-George MacDonald

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Singing the Praises of Autumn

It was still early and dark when I turned on the light to my kitchen. I could hear a little wren chirping with much vigor. As I looked out on my back porch I could see him singing as if the rising of the sun or the coming of Autumn depended on his song. I decided to watercolor the little guy. (Geninne's art of is my inspiration.)

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