The Birds


Saturday night and nothing to do but watch Al’s tremors. This makes me think of birds flying, flapping their wings. I am not teasing my brother, but a hummingbird would describe his tremors pretty well.

Since I tired of that I came out here and decided to draw a bird from my own clumsy fingers. I don’t know why I bother. My sketches are nothing, but I find I don’t think about Al’s illness when I am drawing.

my birdLet’s name it; The Birds

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