Adornments

An owl looks at her feathers and feels drab. “I am but brown, gray and white!” says she, and collects the most brilliant of stones so she can rival the brilliance of the hummingbirds and tanagers. But in the trees, those same small songbirds envy her subtle beauty. “Look at how soft her feathers, how her speckles look like stars and her wings seem like clouds.”

The beauty of the wild world reaches far beyond simply jewels.

Acrylic on board, 11X14 inches.

This painting is in a black wood frame with a wire on the back for easy hanging. As this is a varnished acrylic painting, it does not include glass.