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A soft colour had come into er cheeks and her eyes were shining.
She sat looking at me while the soft colour waned and deepened in her cheeks.
It's a lot stronger than before and has softer colour tone which complements Michelle's skin.
The wood has faded to a soft colour and mimics the reed beds."
Nice curls, nice soft colour.
Initially, it was drawn in a looser, hand-drawn fashion with nondescript backgrounds and softer colour tones.
A soft colour rose in her cheeks as a tall fair man with a limp came hurrying along the path towards them--Major Knighton.
The sun was low to the south, slanting rays right across the sky and making the ice gleam with soft colour like the inside of an oyster shell.
"If any artist can give us aid and comfort," he wrote, "Helen Frankenthaler can with her great splashes of soft colour on huge square canvases.
He grew about 1000 new Iris seedlings each year and opened the house to display his collection, and used to walk the fields and hedgerows searching for softer colour variants of poppies.
'Sensation Blush' is a new shade available separately in their unique geraniums and just right for soft colour combinations, while Clarkia bottae 'Pink Joy'is a lovely white-eyed hardy annual.
In the event, the crossing of the very new with the very old has produced an entirely new race of roses that combine the softer colour and fragrance charms of the old with the advantages of the modern forms.
The absence of cosy elements and the bare white walls create a canvas for a moody light installation that allows me opportunity to study the well-frequented restaurant and, more enjoyably, the beautiful face of Mrs Smith, in many different soft colour tones.
He developed a method for reproducing gradations in tones and for creating the effect of soft colour washes, which enabled the printed reproduction of Romantic landscape paintings of the type made popular in England by J. M. W. Turner.
And then, to the sound of death, the sound of the jets cutting the sky into two black pieces beyond the horizon, he would lie in the loft, hidden and safe, watching those strange new stars over the rim of the earth, fleeing from the soft colour of dawn.
