‘The Stream’, picture 14. ‘What I think of as the stream’s colour is really only mud, leaves, and reflections. How can it have an identity, when it keeps trickling away?’
From my new picture book.
The Stream, picture no 14
‘The Stream’, picture 14. ‘What I think of as the stream’s colour is really only mud, leaves, and reflections. How can it have an identity, when it keeps trickling away?’
From my new picture book.