One of the great signs of spring is the arrival of birds. Both the activity of birds and the song of birds simply enriches our lives in ways we don't fully comprehend. Birds evolution with the landscape is complex and mis-understood.
Just this past winter, I read a book(In Search of the Imperial Woodpecker, author?) about the Imperial woodpecker of Mexico which was nearly two feet tall. When this ivory-billed woodpecker hammered into the tall pine trees it resonated throughout the valley. The native people back in time considered it a sacred sound.
Stuff like this about birds is fascinating to me. I have gone on bird walks with organized groups this spring to learn what ever I can.
This watercolor was painted on a bird walk in early May with a great diversity of song up in the emerging tree canopies. The new growth and rich blues of the sky and water drew my attention,
