For the last few weeks we have been observing the most unusual phenomenon. It is heard before seen - the great whirring of thousands of wings in concert, rising, dipping, creating a dark wave in the sky. When the wave shifts, dives and finds ground, every bit of earth in the orchards between the trees is blackened. And then the chanting begins - a sound so vast that I'm convinced neighbors can hear it all the way down the river to Nyack! I have searched through my National Audubon Pocket Guide trying to identify the species, with no luck. The only bird that remotely resembles the gathering throng is the European Starling. Hmmmmm. I don't think that I could ever grow tired of the majesty of these birds when they suddenly, as if on cue, rise into the sky.
I have birds all around me. This origami swan keeps good company while I sit at my computer.
Over the weekend I started a project that didn't go as well as anticipated. It's going to be one of those UFO's that haunts me until I complete it.
I had a vision of a Christmas tree skirt unlike any other -
While the background fabrics will be the traditional greens and reds of Christmas, the motif will be decidedly non-traditional!! No Santas or reindeer or snowmen on this piece.
Of course I am making this for Hilary, who longs for her Florida sunshine. There will be palm trees and bikinis and flip-flops. I have grandiose ideas for this one!
I wish you all a blessed Christmas.