day 11

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Second iteration, same drawing. It is raining again today, and I have been in working inside. Which is not to say that there are no birds to be seen when it is rainy, because there certainly are. Any birdwatcher worth their salt knows not to be deterred by a little nasty weather, and I knew that something good would turn up today (something good DID turn up today, Massbird reports a Barnacle Goose that is being seen in Concord, as I type this). But when I got up this morning and looked out, I gave a big “nah,” and started drawing.

4 Responses to “day 11”

  1. Mark Lynch Says:

    RE: “big nah”: whatta wimp! Of course, I stayed in all day too, BUT NOT BY CHOICE.

  2. Heather Says:

    Catthyy! I, too, am drawn to that twilight time of day, when I can still see everything clearly in the faded daylight, that last pale band of blue on the horizon, and I know that in a very short time there will be nothing but night around me. With only a few short minutes between them, night feels remarkably different from twilight. This time of year, the earliness of that shift always takes me by surprise. It seems like summer just drops off the face of the earth!

  3. Catherine Says:

    Re: “big nah”: maybe, just maybe, on the evening prior, I shared a bottle of wine and stayed up a little too late writing melancholy posts. Maybe. I’ll never tell…

  4. Mark Lynch Says:

    Alchohol/art/melancholy?? Classic! Or is this a just a “representation” of an artists life?

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