Startling bluein the still brown world.
Perched on Pussy Willows
soft as his feathers.
He brings spring
while singing the blues–
"Jay, jaay, toolool,wheedelee."
Pastel, 5x7, $75.
Genre paintings by Johanna Bohoy
The season begins.
A long long time ago.
Here, the snows now dirty.
Love.
Aside from the shoveling, plowing, traffic jams, slush and cold—
Swan Lake.