Each one of the songs was a perfect hit. No misses, my dear. All of them were quite beautiful. All of them hit the right spot. Wherever she chose to sing, wherever she chose to let others hear what she had to say, there was less violence, increased plant grow, riper fruit.
She flew from forest to forest, inspiring generations of Chickadees, and not only her own species, others too. Soon there were bears humming her songs and rabbits dancing the dances she proposed. Foxes were writing down her scores, deer ran for miles to just hear her sing.
She was a true blessing to forests and parks... so good, so good.
this is indeed a chickadee of mythic proportions. I can almost hear the chirping...
Posted by: john on August 17, 2003 09:45 PMmaybe this is elementary design/art process but the mark of a great work is that it looks good at any angle.
Posted by: em!ly on August 18, 2003 07:15 PMTakuan,
She actually did fall off the branch from singing, as she is very prone to such mishaps, and so she is in the bird hospital, mending her leg, and also visiting with her mother and other bird relatives afterwards, and then possibly doing some small retreat to understand in a deeper and richer way the nature of her own mind. She will no doubt be back round within the year, singing away, and in some ways, it can be said, she never even really left.
(A woman knows best another woman's heart :)
Posted by: kochanie on August 19, 2003 02:48 AMso beautiful and delicate... can almost see it as a wallpaper. on a wall, that is. not computer wallpaper :)
Posted by: shauny on August 19, 2003 05:55 AM