I brought this owl home to identify it, road kill on the side of the road, such a waste it was quite beautiful and its feathers were so soft. I think it is a Boobook owl as that is the most common one we hear around here at night going Morepork, morepork. Now in my garden decently buried.
I havent felt much like sketching for the last few days, and havent had much time any way. We have had gale force winds for days which always upsets me any way, and the soil is drying out and not enough rain with it, none today a worry for the season again.
So I am into simple and easy and am trying to draw, sketch birds and this was my effort today, most of the others were decidedly crappy.
The worry of my mother has got to me rather this week, one wonders who will look after us.
3 comments:
Sorry, Penny. Sounds like a very difficult time for you. Wishing you sunshine.
Keith
Penny, I'm so sorry this is such a difficult, difficult time for you. You're in my thoughts and prayers, cara ....
Owls are so strange looking but intriguing. Sad story.
Take it easy and look after your own needs too.
w.
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