The morning dark lifts eventually, bird by bird- a symphony! Today did not start with the blanket of fog, but there was a cloak of birdsong. We have some lovely hedges around the backside of the property, and a few pine trees. They are filled with the usual household birds, house wrens, cardinals, starlings, blue jays and mourning birds, pigeons. Occasionally we will have a seagull, and more often than not now, various raptors taking a rest or swooping overhead to eat these smaller birds. There is a book I love, called "Bird by Bird" by Anne Lamott, which focuses on writing practice, one bit at a time. It's great advice for art too, to not be overwhelmed, one thing at a time, no matter how small. This morning every bird seemed to take a turn in the backyard, and I had to sit for a bit. The days are not as light in the morning, so it was like a curtain in theater subtly raising up, the performers each taking their cue. I have also been pulling paper every week, for a larger project, and today's stencils reminded me of the morning-wake up!
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