A lark began to sing in the tree above her. Dortchen opened her eyes and looked up. It was such a small, plain, grey thing, yet its song was so full of joy. She could see its breast swell, its thin throat tremble. It lifted its wings, as if seeking to draw more air into its lungs. Song-notes were flung into the air, like golden coins thrown by a generous hand. All the lark's strength was poured into its music, all its joy.
Dortchen took a deep breath, so deep that she felt her lungs expand and the muscles of her chest crack. She wanted to live like the lark did, filled with rapture. She stood up, looking up at the bird through the sunlit leaves. It flung its wings wide and soared away into the sky. She wanted to fly with it.
―
Kate Forsyth,
The Wild Girl
Late 19th century illustration of a lark's nest in a meadow surrounded by fluttering butterflies and nodding spring flowers, paired with lightly distressed painted old paper to create an illustrated template that can be used for announcemnts, invitations, journaling and various other design projects. High-res 12” x 12” @ 300 ppi JPEG without any words/watermark can be found
here.
From my personal collection of ephemera. These images are to be incorporated into your creative works. Not for resale “as-is.”
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