Acrylic on wood, ready to hang.
Signed on the back.
'Someday, I wish upon a star
Wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where trouble melts like lemon drops...'
Judy's voice was softly floating in the background as I packed away old books with nostalgia. The soothing melody and care free lyrics seeped calmness deep into my mind. And when I looked up from my day this is what I saw. Beyond the lake and the snow-capped peaks, above the clouds my very own rainbow was waiting for me.