One, two, three... four, five, six... seven, eight, nine... ten, eleven, twelve...
Ladybugs Came to the ladybugs’ picnic. Ahhh, Sesame Street memories.
This song runs continuously through my head when I see a ladybug, wondering where their picnic is set up in the yard. Tiny plates, tiny spoons. All on a tiny red-checkered table cloth. The ladybugs kick back, sipping sweet tea in the lazy summer sun.
7x 14 encaustic and oil stick on 1.5-inch-deep wood cradle board
Showing at Lemon Fair Sewanee, TN - ladybug picnic