It's 8.09 and the Magpies have arrived and their cries for food are pulling on my heart strings. I will totally resist feeding them, even though their mother is struggling to find insects and worms in the grass. Last night the calls of at least five different birds could be heard in the evening silence ~ so beautiful, and although they were not calling to each other, they called to me. Birds, which featured in some early artwork of mine, may return as significant imagery, that is, if I can escape from the non-figurative paintings I've been doing. Enough now, no more blog for this morning, I have to head off soon to Melbourne Uni.
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