I'm lovin the bu(r)ds

The last few weeks was made of rolls and rolls and rolls of words.  I lose count when I talk.  In my rough estimate, I have blabbered all the way from June to July.    My words if strung together can tie a ribbon around the moon- not that I needed to talk so badly- it's my job!

And yet...

I feel that there is more I needed to express.  Maybe i have not laughed loud and long and often enough or cried that I felt there was a constriction lassoed around my throat.  The days had been so bright and blessed so maybe I needed to do something in jubilation (?).

So...

I tried to let my brush lead me.

  birds in motion!

birds with wings like flowers...

Now I feel so much better and so much more relaxed like a bird that soared and dove and got dizzy in its flight.

Today, I am loving the birds on my roof all the more and I just did a bit of talking!