There once was a lady who liked to draw, and she believed in magic.
Tuesday, June 16, 2015
I never tire of painting robins. My resident red-breasts have such personality and attitude, more than any other bird at The Crooked Little House. The mockingbirds and jays and others may be loud and boisterous but these robins don't need to brag; they set themselves apart by just being who they are.