Springtime brings resurgence of the Lord's bejeweled handiwork; His
banishment of dreariness and winter's dark depression sends
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Madame into the meadow, heir-apparent close behind her as
Monet unfolds his easel in the clearing near the orchard.
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Empty canvas begs creation: sable brush strokes and impressions.
His palette knife upon the board, Monsieur Monet commences.
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The fam'ly captured evermore amongst the fragrant flowers in
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The fam'ly captured evermore amongst the fragrant flowers in
the meadow of Giverny on that brilliant April morning.
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Monet's Meadow, copyright 2008, Jackie Marx
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