Thomas Gainsborough The Watering Place painting

Thomas Gainsborough The Watering Place paintingThomas Gainsborough The Harvest Wagon paintingThomas Gainsborough Lord Ligonier paintingThomas Gainsborough Landscape in Suffolk painting
man came in here and bought a bouquet of Broadway roses.”The dazzling golden-red blooms on Hannah’s grave had been wrapped in a cone of hadn’t seen the sun in months.”Comatose for twelve weeks, Dunny had developed a hospital pallor subsequently seasoned by at least an hour of morgue time.“He had the most magnetic gray eyes,” Rowena said, “with flecks of green. Beautiful.”She had given a perfect description of Dunny’s eyes.“He said that he wanted the roses for a special woman.”At her funeral, Dunny had seen the Broadway roses.Rowena smiled. “He said an old friend would be around before long, asking what stiff cellophane. Instead of Scotch tape or staples, a series of six peel-and-press stickers had been applied to seal cellophane to cellophane and thus ensure that the cone kept its shape. Each fancy foil sticker bore the name and address of Forever Roses.“We had just two dozen,” Rowena said, “and he took them all.”“You remember him then?”“Oh, yes. He was ... quite memorable.”“Would you describe him for me?”“Tall, athletic but a bit on the thin side, wearing an exquisite gray suit.”[149] Duncan Whistler owned uncounted fine suits, all custom-tailored at great cost.“He was a handsome man,” Rowena continued, “but terribly pale, as though he