not all birds can fly. what separates the flyers from the walkers is the ability to take off.-carl sagan
I, like many these days, have birdie fever. I love all things bird, egg, nest etc. For me, birds bring to mind mamas, babies and nurturing, eggs and birth, nests and home, nesting, singing and flying, and friendship-birds of a feather flocking together and all that.
Above and below are a few of my journal pages with birds on parade:
the last one is my absolute favorite. I asked my 6 year old son to draw something in my journal...precious.
and some ornaments I made as party favor give-aways last Christmas:
If you feel impervious to birdie love, go see Amy's really cool encaustics at amyruppel.com and Alicia's adorable cages at rosylittlethings.typepad.com and see if you too don't catch a fever...just don't blame me if you end up with more "I want-one-of-those" treats on your list!
