Wednesday, October 23, 2013

Camilla Hates to Fly

Camilla Hates to Fly, 5 x 7, acrylic, Elizabeth W. Seaver
"I won't spend another winter, freezing my tailfeathers off in that strange excuse for a lake in Central Park shopping hell," Camilla muttered to herself as she leaned into the October wind. "Just because I'm afraid of heights...I don't have to miss out on winter in Mexico."

Her breath came in short gasps, and her legs, previously only used to scuttle across Central Park Blvd. to worry the patio diners at Chipotle as she scarfed the chips they dropped, ached with a burning sort of throb.

"What is it with Amtrak that they won't sell a ticket to me, a respectable goose? Next spring, I'm getting into it with Julie!"


6 comments:

Anna M. Branner said...

HAHA! This is especially perfect in our household this morning as hubby doesn't fly and is preparing to take the train to Chicago. Fortunately he is not a goose.

smartcat said...

Way to go, Camilla!

Elizabeth Seaver said...

Hi, Anna: Any resemblance to persons past or present is purely coincidental.... Happy trails to hubby and thanks for your happy contributions to my blog--much appreciated.

Elizabeth Seaver said...

Hi, Suzi: She needs all the help she can get--a cheering section is most appreciated.

scmorgan said...

Perfect! I've been loving this since I saw the first brush stroke. And it hits close to home :)

Elizabeth Seaver said...

Hah! Didn't even think about that. Thanks. I'm glad you like it.