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!

Carole Barkett said...

Love the colors

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!