He has learned to lift the lid
and creep into the feeder.
It is filled with sunflower,
millet seed, peanut, and cracked corn.
He pauses, gazes through the scratch-fogged plastic,
grazes until his face is fat.
Upward again, mouth full, he chews, dangles
awkwardly (it looks painful) over the sharp cut edge.
back in
up and over
back and
over
down and
up
Wishing the gift,
unwilling to trade freedom.
100 Day Project - Days 34 - 41
I mostly used tiny collage bits this week and stamping with my eraser stamps. Except that the delicate leaves were printed by pressing real ...
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I am waiting for you. Where do you wait? In Florida with retirees? South along the Gulf of Mexico? All the way home to sunny Mexico? Is anyo...
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