It’s spring-like weather
Flocks of birds sing high in pines
Nature marches on.

It’s spring-like weather
Flocks of birds sing high in pines
Nature marches on.
Pure instinct, the flight
The wave of wing to his mate
And the nest begins.
Art Prescription: My chickadee batch fledged. And now a pair of blue birds are claiming the box. I adore seeing them messaging each other with subtle wing waves.
Index card with graphite and colored pencil:
A blue bird of hope
Lives within the open heart
Ready to take flight.
Art Prescription: My chop says, “hope,” or “rare expectation” in Chinese.
Watercolor:
Cold front moving in
Wind whips tree branches, rattles
Blue birds hunker down.
Art Prescription: What a fuss? Blue birds claiming territory so early? Perhaps a warm box seems like a good idea!
Watercolor
Gentle falls the snow
Birds perch, shake off now and then
Sunflower seed, gone!
Art Prescription: Lovely snow and lucky my job does not require me to leave my cozy nest. When I worked as a nurse in the hospital, I used to go no matter what. Thank you to all the workers who are out there trying to keep people safe. The beautiful colors of the birds stands out against the stark white. Here is a sketch I will color tomorrow…stay tuned.
Hot! Morning doves coo,
Air conditioners spin, roar
Dragonflies flicker.
Art Prescription: Has summer always been this hot? Seems 90 degrees plus forecast for weeks on end. Our backyard bird bath is very popular; families of blue birds enjoying a dip, so cute how they stand guard for one another. The simple pleasure of bird watching always brings me joy. I think I saw some sort of Tanager!! I’m reminded through my own ah-hahs that it really is about the simple pleasures.