"It is beautiful here" Hurain whispered as the gentle warm breeze flowed across the water and Furrow plucked a reed of barley and placed it playfully in her hair. She laughed.
"It is still here, all the toil of the fields seem slip away in this place." he whispered as he wrapped his arms around her. They stared out a moment to watch the bright dragonflies dance on the wing, like beads and gemstones their coats shone brilliantly in the sun. Hurain lent back and rested her head upon his chest, weaving the barley in her hand, the air filled with a gentle humming.
"Water is sacred Furrow" she sighed as she closed her eyes "It takes all affliction and washes you clean".
I got this done on the weekend but have only just had time to upload it.
It's done in watercolour.
I had to do this as I was waiting around for commissioners to get back to me, which unfortunately they didn't, and I had to put all my own art on hold encase they did. :/ Yeah, it was very irritating, but I got this done. :)
Hope you like them.