Look Who Moooooooved In

Author:  Autumn

I am in love.  Absolutely head over heels in love. Because of my great love for cows, which I wrote about in an entry here, I have been looking for a cow painting for over a year.  There are plenty of them out there, but it had to be special.  I wanted to feel something, to have an emotional attachment.  I looked and looked and looked.  And then…………………..I found her. There is a vendor at Etsy called Roz Art.  She paints cows – lots of them –  in many different sizes, shapes, and colors.  I thought she might be my best chance of finding the perfect painting, so, I watched and waited and watched and waited.  And then, BAM!!! There she was. Let me introduce you to Lulu Belle.  That’s the name I gave her.  Doesn’t she look like a Lulu Belle?  Can’t you see why she had me at “Moo?” The canvas measures 36 x 36 and will be hung on the far wall in our new kitchen.  She will be the star of the show and will be the first thing we notice when we walk into the room.  I can’t wait to have those big, brown eyes looking at me each morning when I shuffle in  to make my tea. Right now I am not sure if I will have her framed or not.  Once we move in, and I hang her, I will be able to make that decision. Roz Art has many other paintings and prints to select from, and they come in a range of sizes.  She will even accept commissions.  So, if you are in the market for special painting, you might just want to check her out. Meanwhile, I’m going to hang out with my new BFF for a while.

Roz Art did not pay me to mention her business.

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  1. says

    I love your new painting and I know exactly how you feel. I found a painting of roosters in New Orleans a couple years ago and had to have it. Your painting reminds me of mine in a lot of ways.

  2. says

    LOVE this face!
    They are such kind animals.
    I used to get up early in the morning (when I was 6 and about 8) and feed a couple of the baby cows with my grandfather and a big bottle of milk. There were two times when the mama cows didn’t live through their child’s birth. We had to step in and care for these sweet calves from then on. As they got older and they were in the field, I could call to them by name and they would come right to me. We bonded! I adore cows~