The magic of frosty morning

40cm x 50cm acrylic paints on canvas

Spain

Crystal

Irina

A Frosty Morning

When the sun hangs low in the eastern sky,
Caught in the trees that shiver and shy,
Red as the robin that flits nearby,
Sing hey, for a frosty morning!

When the lane is a-glitter beneath our feet,
Powered with crystal, delicate, sweet,
And the quiet pond is a silver sheet,
Sing hey, for a frosty morning!

Come out, come out, while the sky is red,
Over the crunching fields to tread,
Ere the frost in the kindling sun lies dead,
Sing, hey for a frosty morning!

—Enid Blyton

Irina was born in a seaside town in Lithuania. Studied at an art school. Worked in the financial sector, and occasionally drew pictures for relatives. Studied interior design in England. Recently she moved to Spain and started a new chapter of life.