Monday, February 13, 2017

Birds Singing Like Crazy

On the East River Trail early this afternoon I rounded a bend and heard a chorus of birdsong  that was as continuous and space-filling as the spring peeper peeping that will soon be filling the night air down in the ditches along the college road.  Hundreds of little black birds!  I quickly sketched in a branchload and then drew two crows that were listening from an adjacent tree.  Down in the chickenyard the big rooster watched while two hens had a fierce fight.  Another hen ignored them while she scratched in the dust.  Up near the crows was what looked like an abandonned squirrel's nest,  and over by a small wetland area stood an old bird hide.

1 comment:

  1. I'm loving your sketches and drawings. This one in particular because of the variety of birds and that addition of the squirrel nest. Such a wonderful job of journaling your daily inspirations!