I was foraging for cleavers and driftwood when I came across the pile of orange feathers!
An unfortunate Flicker became someone's supper, but the feathers remained my gift!
They were like the colors of this evening's sunset behind the holy mountain.
I've been painting birds on found bark. I enjoy searching for unique driftwood along
Lake Lawton's shore and now have a long list of favorite birds I'd like to paint,
perhaps a skunk will be included also. :)
Happy Springtime folks!