Just a day ago, the most beautiful bird was brought home to me by my little friend Madison.
it’s terrible when it happens… any bird or creature. But it is the way of nature, a cats course…
What totally caught my eye was it’s refinement, the stunning delicate patterns!
It so impressed me that I took some photos of this flight-gone beauty. The more I looked, the more amazing…
There were secret markings and subtle worlds locked in it’s fabulous plumage.
"Into the Memory" by ©Lisa Rivas - charcoal on paper
I wrote about it in my journal and decided to do a sketch in it’s memory.
This tribute reminds me of cactuses & rocks!
“Hope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul, and sings the tune without words, and never stops at all.”