“It was something like a ring of rusty iron or brass and when the robin flew up into a tree nearby she put out her hand. and picked the ring up. It was more than a ring, however, it was an old key which looked as if it had been buried a long time.
…
‘Perhaps it has been buried for ten years,’ she said in a whisper. ‘Perhaps it is the key to the garden!’.”
Oil on Linen Panel
6×8 unframed; 11×13 framed
“It was something like a ring of rusty iron or brass and when the robin flew up into a tree nearby she put out her hand. and picked the ring up. It was more than a ring, however, it was an old key which looked as if it had been buried a long time.
…
‘Perhaps it has been buried for ten years,’ she said in a whisper. ‘Perhaps it is the key to the garden!’.”
Oil on Linen Panel
6×8 unframed; 11×13 framed