In the winter it’s every kids dream, As snowflakes begin to appear, That suddenly there’ll be a blizzard, And they’ll cancel school for the year.
And if you are truly quite lucky, The snow will continue its flight, And you’ll spend the afternoon hoping The next day will be just as white. (Barbara Vanc)
|Subject||∅ 27mm (1,06“), Aquarell|
|Paper||300g Water Color Paper|
|Dimensions||20 × 20 cm|