decorative flower painting

decorative flower painting
modern flower painting
lotus flower painting
flower field painting
¡¡¡¡There still faintly beamed from the woman's features something of the freshness, and even the prettiness, of her youth; rendering it probable that the personal charms which Tess could boast of were in main part her mother's gift, and therefore unknightly, unhistorical. ¡¡¡¡`I'll rock the cradle for 'ee, mother,' said the daughter gently. ¡¡¡¡`Or I'll take off my best frock and help you wring up? I thought you had finished long ago.' ¡¡¡¡Her mother bore Tess no ill-will for leaving the house-work to her single-handed efforts for so long; indeed, Joan seldom up-braided her thereon at any time, feeling but slightly the lack of Tess's assistance whilst her instinctive plan for relieving herself of her labours lay in postponing them. To-night, however, she wis even in a blither mood than usual. There was a dreaminess, a preoccupation, an exaltation, in the maternal look which the girl could not understand. ¡¡¡¡`Well, I'm glad you've come,' her mother said, as soon as the last note had passed out of her. `I want to go and fetch your father; but what's more'n that, I want to tell 'ee what have happened. Y'll be fess enough, my poppet, when th'st know!' (Mrs Durbeyfield habitually spoke the dialect; her daughter, who had passed the Sixth Standard in the National School under a London-trained mistress, spoke two languages; the dialect at home, more or less; ordinary English abroad and to persons of quality.) ¡¡¡¡`Since I've been away?' Tess asked. ¡¡¡¡`Ay!'