Edma looked down at her daughter Blanche and her heart ached. Watching the child sleeping so peacefully she wondered what did the world have in store this child?
Happy Mother's Day, wherever you are!
The Cradle, 1872, by Berthe Morisot.
Edma looked down at her daughter Blanche and her heart ached. Watching the child sleeping so peacefully she wondered what did the world have in store this child?
Happy Mother's Day, wherever you are!
The Cradle, 1872, by Berthe Morisot.
As I scanned the room and my eye caught the Young Woman in a Ball Gown nervously looking at someone, a young man, perhaps? Or maybe another girl, perhaps wearing the same dress? Maybe she was wondering why she was alone or what she was doing there in the first place. . . .
1879 by Berthe Morisot
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