An Amazing Find

A while ago I found the most amazing thing. Well, at least it is to me…beautiful hand painted stationery.

I was told it is from the Victorian era. I’m not sure it’s that old but it is so pretty to look at. I have a vision of the lovely person who painstakingly painted these gorgeous birds on the stationery.

I see a lady, her dark hair piled high on her head. A beautiful ribbon of blue encircles her curls. Her dress is made of white eyelet lace and lawn linen, with three-quarter sleeves. Her satin shoes tap lightly on the stairs as she flies to her room for a few moments alone.

She enters the room. Light from the dormered window pours over her little writing desk. She walks to the window and peers out, holding onto the silk curtain. Leaning her forehead gently on the glass, she sees her garden below. The trees are filled with the song of lovely birds. “That’s it,” she says to herself. “Birds.” She gently pulls back the chair and sits. Her desk is arrayed with colorful pots of ink and her new set of watercolors. She pours a little water into a china cup, dips her brush, and begins to paint.