Found on the beach

 A child named Posy painted my portrait to send her lonesome younger sister named Belle away in the hospital with something grownups called quarantine.  When I wandered to the coastal nature preserve in Maine wild turtles didn't understand why I wore pink socks and red shoes. Where were my kin, the ones with the sensitive crown feelers with dewdrops?
Luckily Posy and her sister adopted me and my friend Beau (a wise bird) who led us to a realm of art and music. An artist story began.  Find out why life's been better ever since.