floral oil painting

floral oil painting
michelangelo painting
oil painting artist
nude oil painting
the change in his grandson did not escape him. There was colour, light, and life in the boy's face now, vivacity in his manner, and genuine merriment in his laugh. ¡¡¡¡`She's right; the lad is lonely. I'll see what these little girls can do for him,' thought Mr. Laurence, as he looked and listened. He liked Jo, for her odd, blunt ways suited him; and she seemed to understand the boy almost as well as if she had been one herself. ¡¡¡¡If the Laurences had been what Jo called `prim and poky' she would not have got on at all, for such people always made her shy and awkward; but finding
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them free and easy, she was so herself, and made a good impression. When they rose, she proposed to go, but Laurie said he had something more to show her, and took her away to the conservatory, which had been lighted for her benefit. It seemed quite fairylike to Jo, as she went up and down the walks, enjoying the blooming walls on either side, the soft light, the damp, sweet air, and the wonderful vines and trees that hung above her - while her new friend cut the finest flowers till his hands were full; then he tied them up, saying, with the happy look Jo liked to see, `Please give these to your mother, and tell her I like the medicine she sent me very much.'