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NEW!! Forbidden Fruit
23" h x 38" w
"Forbidden Fruit" - There they were, the "Forbidden Fruit" trees, just as described in his grandfather's will. John had been travelling for weeks, scouring the territory of his grandfather's ranch looking for these trees without luck. And then, suddenly, they seemed to appear out of nowhere. He had often told him about the treasures these fruit trees held. At first as a little boy, he was entranced with the tale, then as he got older he believed him more and more. When the grandfather died, he left his entire estate to various charities and nothing for the family. But John remembered the "Forbidden Fruit" trees and decided one summer to visit the area and search them out.
"There they are all right", he muttered to himself. He picked one up from the ground and cut it open. It was a strange looking fruit, like a cross between a grapefruit and an orange, and maybe another something, he thought. Then he bit into it, and suddenly the world changed into bazaar colors and sounds and rhythms. He fell onto the grass, delirious with strange and wonderful dreams. He was finally awakened with a gruff nudge. He opened his eyes to see a strange man standing above him. "You all right?" he said. "Yes, yes, I'm O.K." and he struggled to his feet, groggy and stiff but otherwise in good shape. "I guess I ate something that didn't agree with me", he said, brushing his clothes off. "Thank you, for helping me". John took one last look at the trees before grabbing his backpack and walking away. His grandfather had played one last joke on him. "I guess I deserved it", he thought resolving not to tell anyone in the family what had happened to him.
NEW!! Farmer's Market
20" high x 40" wide
"Farmer's Market" - There it was, just as expected and advertised; the monthly farmer's market where all the growers in the area brought their "harvest best" in hopes of a sell out. This is just a small portion of the market. It goes on for blocks and blocks with more unusual produce than you'll find in your supermarket. The fruit and vegetables are freshly picked and harvested and grown without pesticides. They are delicious and so healthy for you! Also the prices are wonderfully cheap. What could be better? Every month on the beach between Heaven and Hell you'll find them. Trust me; it's worth looking for and driving to.
NEW!! Fall Retreat
20" x 40"
It was just a little house high on a hill that had been deserted a long time ago. The weeds had overtaken the garden and climbed all over the outside of the house; probably on the inside as well. It held a fascination for her. Every year she would come to this area, first with her parents, then with her girlfriends, then with her husband, then with her husband and children, and now, once again, alone. She always walked from her cabin, miles away to see if the house was still there; and had it changed? It was a fascination for her. She saw the house change along with her life. Everything grew old and shabby without care and maintenance. The house was a perfect example of the changes of life. Marcy never tried to make contact with what the inside held. She was a little timid, and now that so much time had passed and it was so obviously deserted, she figured it would be O.K. to try to open the door and see what the insides looked like. She trudged up the hill. The windows were so filthy she couldn’t see anything inside. She walked slowly around and around the house; walked to the front door, tried the handle, but just couldn’t bring herself to push and open. With a sigh she stepped back and whispered, “Let it be”, and turned away. Next year she would return, and again come to this area, “just to see if it was still there”.