Birds have been calling to me from singing outside my bedroom window early in the morning before the day's light has even begun to break to the fat red breasted robins rustling my grass for insects. Their songs make me smile and bring peace deep into my soul. I love their song and think what hidden messages of beauty and romance and trust and nature must be in their lilting notes. Is it any wonder that tonight's drawing is of a bird, sort of a crow, sort of a starling but deep in his breast is song.
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I, too, love the robin's song, it always makes me smile and think "This is what I hear when I think of birdsong"!
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