It’s abstract painting on the mind the past few weeks, yet birds on the canvas. Perplexing. Maybe it is a residual effect of my latest chicken catastrophe. The feathers, shapes and shadows are intriguing. It seems, without trying, as if they each have their own personality that just magically takes the painting over. Some bossy, some cute, some majestic. I wonder what’s next? So much to paint, yet so little time!