One year towards autumn a geologist was living in the pilots' hut. He couldn't speak either Finnish ow Swedish, he just smiled and flashed his black eyes. He would look at people and immediately make them feel how surprised and happy he was to meet them at last and then he just walked on with his hammer and hammered a rock here and there. His name was Jeremiah.
- Sculptor's Daughter by Tove Jansson
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The idea was to create a nice scene of the sun shining down on a house. The skies are showing off shades of blue, and brown, and yellow. I love the rustic style and I feel like I accomplished that look in this painting.
Low Riders sit back and go with the flow. Although not sure I would ride a bike like this, as they are hard to spot. Thankfully they are quite a rare sighting.
free spots only sixteen people that comment who wants it for boys and girls UmU i got this from google but who wants this for a spot UnU ill do more of these to :3 so dont worry! but im still working on the stories -w-
