Inktober 2021 Day 31 – Risk

Arise, shine, for your light has come, and the glory of the LORD has risen upon you.

Is 60:1

This one is a WIP – I may watercolor it or even add a quote – not sure yet. Also, I will be catching up on the remaining days with pet portraits in the coming weeks..

Photo ref: Kevin Matson – Indiana Birdography

This image is closely tied into my very first picture and the journey I have taken with Inktober this year. We are broken in this life. We suffer loss and heartache, disappointment and betrayal, but we have choice to sink under that or, by taking action, we can rise up out of the ashes of the pain and choose life and love, growth and renewal.

Courage in the face of that risk of leaving the darkness of fear behind will reap great rewards. Always. There is victory in that first step.

Happy Inktober, everyone. It has been a wonderful experience.

Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength. The second is this: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself. No other commandment is greater than these.

Mark 12:30-31

And the Spirit and the bride say, Come. And let him that heareth say, Come. And let him that is athirst come. And whosoever will, let him take the water of life freely.

Rev 22:17

Inktober 2021 Day 26 – Connect

The photo reference comes from a birding friend, Sally Slick, and as soon as I saw it a couple of months ago, I knew I would use it for Inktober. These feisty little birds have fierce battles, but this was a beautiful image of one grabbing the other’s beak.

Also, it was first through hummingbird photography that I began to connect online with various birding groups and gaining several new social groups that have been informative and a lot of fun.

Sally happens to be a conduit for that type of connecting. I met her when she was at the Indiana Dunes (now a National Park) several years back and we stopped at a pull over where she happened to be parked and taking photos. She gave us pointers on where to find the Sandhill Cranes, as well as other tips.

Come to find out, she is a local (to me) birder and she introduced us to her group of birding buddies. We have since enjoyed meeting them when birding our local parks, as well as sharing our various adventures online.

Inktober 2021 Day 22 – Open

Probably the biggest influence on my love of getting involved with endangered species is the story of the Bald Eagle.

In the 1970s when I was a kid we never saw these magnificent birds in Indiana. Due to pesticides and hunting they were killed off. But between 1985 and 1988, 73 bald eagles from Alaska and Wisconsin were raised and released at Lake Monroe in Bloomington.

Today, the Indiana Department of Natural Resources reports nests in 88 of the state’s 92 counties.Now I can go out and sometimes even see one flying over my house! What a comeback! So encouraging. We can do this if we really put ourselves to it!

Photo reference is much thanks to Lisa Minica. You can find her on Instagram at

Inktober – Day 2 Suit

“Chickadees look like they are wearing little suits,” Charlotte exclaimed earlier this week as she watched our favorite little birds at our feeders. I knew then that was perfect for today. I used one of her photos as my source file. What a great example of one of the sweetest daily joys in my world.

So this morning I was thinking about how I wanted to render this (with a broad brush, as it turned out) when I heard a thump on the livingroom window. Ugh. Not yet out of bed and a bird hits the window. I padded out to look through the window over the tell tale shoulder of my cat as she stared intently down on the deck below where she was seated. Ugh again, a chickadee?!!

No way. Not today!

And they never hit the windows (which have film and stickers on them to stop this mistaken behavior.)

It was laying on its side and I was sure it was dead, then I realized that its little body was panting. Unlocking the back door, I slipped out hoping the neighbors were not noticing my jammies, and picked it up, sniffling. Carrying it tenderly inside, I put it into a dark shoe box, which is best for this type of injury, and said a prayer.

This was not the day for this, I thought sourly.

For the next 2 hours I went about the business of the morning and also threw open all the windows in hope that the little fella’s last hours were at least full of normal life sounds.

When I finally went to check on his status, having not heard a sound, I realize a miracle had occurred!

I did not even get his box lid open (back out on the deck) 2 inches before he had zipped out so fast I only saw a blur. A happy little bird, flying as straight as a bouncy little chickadee can fly. Thank you, Jesus!

Hope and Healing! A perfect moment for the both of us this morning.

And then I inked my picture full of much joy.

Watercolor Nature Journal

Practicing snow and shadows with the Mulberry tree behind our house

I did work on the nature journal a bit this past Winter/Spring. I love our birds and critters but this year we did not feed them. There was a scary disease going through this part of the country. Thankfully, I did not see it with our birds, but the DNR asked us to not feed them in case it was spreading.