Wednesday, April 21, 2010

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My sister and I found a wounded bird (he seems to be struck by a slingshot.) in our little living area upstairs, and we were perplexed to keep him until he's well or not . But the rub is, HOW? We didn't know how, so my sister and I decided to let him go. After an hour, I still see him, still could not flutter his right wing, and my heart melted.

Images: Original encaustic mixed media paintings and hand-crafted items in etsy by Susan Najarian.

2 comments:

  1. lovely paintings...
    poor bird...

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  2. when we went to that farm i told you about a couple of days ago, we saw a dead baby bird on the ground. we were so sad to bury it.

    lovely paintings lou! i have always loved watching birds :)

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