One of my memories of childhood is the flocks of Cedar and Bohemian Waxwings that would flood our Mountain Ash tree by out house in Saskatchewan.. I loved the pretty muted birds with the POP of color... The sweet sounds they made... I was inspired to paint them because of their simple beauty... We don't see them here in Ontario..
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The Birch trees are magical spirits to me...they always seem to be watching and waiting ...the waxwings are new to me but oh so sweet. Peace, Mary Helen
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