The October moon, a crescent orange glow, emerged through stormy clouds. Its eerie radiance cast dancing shadows on Toad Hollow meadow. Thunder rumbled, and raindrops tapped a haunting rhythm. Nature’s spectacle, a moonlit storm, painted an unforgettable masterpiece in the ink-black canvas of the night sky. Toad Hollow Oil Paintings – Wesleyville Stories
Archives for October 2023
Birch Copse
Mimi Andrews ventured into the hidden birch copse within Inkhart Woods, her basket in hand for All Hallows Eve’s foraging. The ancient trees whispered enchantments as she gathered mystical herbs and mushrooms, ready to weave spells and brew potions for a night of magic and mystery. Wesleyville Collection Paintings
Sargsyan
Sargsyan, the black crow, perched on a gnarled branch, fixed his obsidian gaze on 9-year-old Eddie Hodgson. His coal-black feathers ruffled, and his caw carried an unsettling message, sending shivers down Eddie’s spine. It was an encounter that left young Eddie with haunting memories of that peculiar crow. Wesleyville Collection Paintings
Pumpkin Harvest
As the harvest moon hung low in the autumn sky, Clyde Watkins, a proud farmer, gathered the final pumpkins from his farm. With a satisfied smile, he knew his pumpkins would bring smiles to children’s faces on Halloween, a testament to his hard work and dedication. Wesleyville Collection Paintings
Bentley Hart – Rabbit Oil Painting
Twilight was coming to the glen. The fireflies had just started their nightly adventures while Bentley hopped home. He was out later than he should have been because he had found an enchanted waterfall tucked away in a copse of trees. He had been foraging when he ventured a little further than he had ever gone before. The view was enchanting, the rushing currents, the water flowing over craggy rocks into a crystal clear basin below.