For those of you who believed in my ability to paint owls …
and for those of you who still think I should stick to writing …
I give you …
Three better owls for the baby cave.
If you look closely at the wings, you’ll see words I cut from the original French version of my favorite enlightened kid’s book, The Little Prince (Le Petit Prince).
My painting class wrapped this week. I’m happy to report the session ended much better than how it started. The teacher brought in brownies and wine to mark the occasion, but I was so focused on my owls I indulged in neither.
PS. Congratulations to my fellow due-dater, Nicole, who had her baby girl, Lily, Sunday night!
And here are the owls in their cave.
(Note: my dad is installing chair rail where the white stripe is.)