kestrel

Kestrel (again probably).

Two drawings, but only one got to stick around. The North American kestrels is one really amazing bird. I’ll call it a good day, regardless of the outcome if I spot a Kestrel while about in the world.

I sketched this one out yesterday after finishing the crow/raven. I rather like this approach. I found that some of my earlier attempts at this species looked like pigeons with war paint. Now there’s nothing wrong with a warrior pigeon, just not quite what I was after. However this one rings truer for me anyway.

I spotted a Kestrel last Tuesday, riding my bicycle back to work carrying a backpack full of hamburgers....true story.

I spotted a Kestrel last Tuesday, riding my bicycle back to work carrying a backpack full of hamburgers….true story.

One more on my ever shifting list of favorite raptors to sketch.

One more on my ever shifting list of favorite raptors to sketch.

skipping pages forward in a book you once read.

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All to aware time isn’t standing still,
Still he’d like to clear another rise.
Snowflakes across his starry eyes.
To feel alone would be a blessing for this one.
Recanting any statement of any sort of wisdom gained.
As to owe no debt to a situation. He’s a walking superstition.
Unknowingly so.
Where can I find you?
In my church.
The howling winds are my church bells ringing,
The mockingbird is the choir singing.
The rocky peak is the church’s steeple,
The trees around are it’s people.
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