Friday, February 3, 2012


Esmeralda, acrylic, 24 x 24
Elizabeth W. Seaver

"What a perfect day for a bike ride," Esmeralda thought.  As she pedaled her sleek gray bicycle down the sidewalk, she felt the wind whistling through her feathers.  For a moment, she worried that she'd lose a feather from her jaunty, new spring bonnet, but the day was too splendid to waste even one minute of it worrying about a little thing like that.

Just that morning, her father presented her with a new golden bike horn which sported a squishy bulb on one end.  When she mashed the bulb, a lovely aoogah-squeakah-squeakah sound burbled out.  She and her dad spent a pleasant half hour together while he showed her how to attach the horn just under her handlebars.

Now, she zoomed towards Runella's house to aoogah-squeakah-squeakah at her as she rode by.

Runella would be so jealous!


Linda Popple said...

Love your birds on bicycles!

Deborah Younglao, Silk Painter said...

Esmeralda... perfect name for such a fashionable birdie. Love her story

-Don said...

Runella is not the only one that's jealous!


Bronson Hill Arts said...

As if your illustrations don't produce enough smiles, you throw in a story to double the smiles!


Connie Chadwell said...

I love these birds, Elizabeth; the art is wonderful and they have such personalities!