In which a book gifted to me for Christmas by my son, gives me an unexpected way to move forward in my making of birds. I am sure you have had a similar experience ~ you're very sleepy and almost ready to close your eyes, when you spot a book that's been waiting for a while by your bed and think 'Oh I'll just have a look inside...' And then it is a few hours later and you're still reading. Well, in this case I not only found myself awake an hour or two later, I was also cryi

I could see their incredible wings in close-up, every detail lit in the low summer sunshine and not in silhouette as usual against the sky. The wing was rigid like a plane wing, curved, feathered, brown and grey, slight and delicate, and utterly, utterly splendid.