Acrylic on Mylar; framed
Some of the Happy Girls are so childlike. They can tell a story, or two! They can light up imaginations. I imagine this will become a new bedtime story each night. And who will be Duncan tonight?
I imagine this story.
They were marching, marching, marching. Eagle and Elk ‘s feet were steadfast as they held the log up high.
He couldn’t quite make out the song they were singing.
“Don’t fall off kids! Hang on to the moon” said a quack from below. He didn’t mind getting wet. Someone else was hanging on too!
And little Reddy the fox happily watched them all.