I’ve been observing the birds that come to eat at our feeder. They brave the elements, compete for a place, fuss and play, but they are always on alert.

It seems they can rarely truly rest.


Published by elenacaravela

My world is a wonder of visual candy and foreboding shadow shapes vying every waking moment for my full attention.

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  1. Your expressive drawing and comment says it all. I have always marveled at the birds who build their nests on the tip top of a cactus and sit there during a monsoon. I don’t thinks they rest either.

  2. For me there is something scary about the human bird’s vulnerability. Almost as if it survives these first vulnerable days of its life, it will grown up to become a dangerous vulture. Or maybe it’s just my imagination? It’s a great sketch with so much character and intensity.

  3. So cool, I totally love the nest and all the different layers and styles of twigs that make it up. Adorable little creature in there too, snug in a blanket and maybe with some bird-like claws. Magical!

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