There is nothing like sitting in a rocking chair, rocking back and forth, it’s gentle creaking, and a breezy spring air flows in your window, gently lifting the curtains in your baby’s room.
The curtains lightly swinging in the breeze, and that sweet smell of a brand new baby filling the room.
Now that’s an easy, breezy beautiful moment.
When my babies were tiny babies, I often wondered, as I stood at their cribs watching them sleep, catching glimpses of adorable smiles, “what are they dreaming…”
To the joy of sweet baby dreams…Peace.
(This was art created with many, many glazes of watercolor, the butterflies were separately drawn, painted and cutout, collage onto the artwork and then sealed with a gloss medium.)
