Oh, for the Powers of Regeneration...

I'll settle for a cup of Darjeeling

There is a time for everything...

and a season for every activity under heaven... Ecc 3:1

Ahead of the Storm

Finally finished this guy. Poor thing has been moved around from one place to another while I worked on other projects, neglected, unfinished, and let's face it, unloved. This is a Western Marsh Harrier from Europe. Which has absolutely no significance other than I'm a nerd who sits around reading books about animals I've never seen. He's now on the shelf, stacked in front of all the other finished paintings, where he will go on being neglected but at least in good company.

The whole time I was painting I kept thinking how sick I was of painting feathers but I think there may be one more bird painting still rattling around in my brain. Not now. Can't face it yet, but soon.