mist of rainbow dyes,
The burnished sunbeams brightening
From flower to flower he flies.
- John Banister Tabb
And the humming-bird that hung
Like a jewel up among
The tilted honeysuckle horns
They mesmerized and swung
In the palpitating air,
Drowsed with odors strange and rare.
And, with whispered laughter, slipped away
And let him hanging there.
- James Whitcomb Riley
Happy Paint Party Friday everyone!
for more creativity in painting.
Savor the Day!