It is hard to get motivated when the sun does not show it's face and the elements are raging. While sipping my warm coffee in my sun room I notice the birds outside sitting on bare empty branches that were dancing wildly in the snowy north winds. A whole group of them..sitting, holding on while they were being battered and pelted from snow and wind. They remained as a group on the shrub until the lead bird flew to another shrub and they all obediently followed. They were working their way to the bird feeder for substance. These tiny delicate creatures, braving earths elements and surviving to see the spring come in and the flowers and trees bud and bloom one more time. Life is amazing!
The picture of the girl with birds is an oil we bought this past summer in Chicago by Mihail Kivachitsky.
it is so sweet how you write about the birds. i like the photos too!
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