My sweet hubby commissioned my favorite local sculptor to make this little collection of song birds for my mother's day gift. Gunther Remintz delivered them yesterday and now I have four fine feathered friends keeping me company in my studio. I have many pieces from Gunther, his crows, roosters, owls are scattered every where around our home. But songbirds hold a special place in my heart. Not just their music but their little jeweled bodies remind me of beads against the blue of the sky. Sometimes, in the early spring, even earlier in the morning while darkness still cloaks the neighborhood, a bird will burst into song for a brief moment reminding me the world is right and good for a bit longer.