I woke with much anticipation of drawing and painting another baby bird I found yesterday while mowing the lawn. It was yet another beautiful example of beauty in decay and I was most intrigued by the tiny feathers that had started to grow on it's body already. The way they grew and the colors within the white of those feathers would offer a great challenge artistically.
I placed it on the side, in what I thought would be a safe place, but in the morning it was gone. Vanished. All I could recall from my memory was it's overall shape and a little bit of color.
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