Work, chores, books ... not much time left for drawing today and energy is low. Simple drawing is OK. Brass rubbing stick has all the tone I need.
I'm thinking, and researching, that my osprey is not an osprey at all, but a young red-tailed hawk. This is not the first time that my powers of observation have failed me. An astrologer once told me never to rely on my own judgment, about people especially, but I guess about everything. And so, that beautiful predatory bird I've seen at the water's edge for the past many years is a familiar stranger to me.
Tomorrow will be just as hectic, and so I will draw quickly and spontaneously for the next entry. Good night.
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