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..
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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