Last of Winter

............last winter project for me.......  On the altered collage etsy  forum a few decided,  to help spur everyone on, to have a monthly challenge. I guess it's to help, you know get those  creative juices flowing, the ones you have to  dig way down deep for.
                                     ...........the theme ...........SNOW

So here is my little project adding to the pile, although I haven't seen any buddy else's as of yet. hmmm

A first for me........... a altered collaged journal .  I must admit it was a fun project, with a little help from my friend.
I admire all those who sell their cherished pieces, a lot of time goes into all the details
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My Snow Journal

.............and an enlarged pic just to show off the details huh...........
  I had these cuckoo clock ends just sitting in my stash and thought they`ll work nicely to add interest to the ends of the ties.
And of course you have to have a little rust  ........Some raised snow flakes..........
The back ground paper came from Just Something I hand Made   I adjusted the colors a little.

A chickadee painted in acrylics, because you just have to have a bird with winter!
.............and a tiny bit of blink for one snowflake centre, from a re purposed rhinestone...........

..........................so out with winter.......... and let's SPRING  forward into COLOUR......................
Thank you for taking a peek.........................

.....things I've seen lately..........

First let me explain where I live.  We live near the river, where it is very flat, and not a many trees. We have a few on the banks of the river, and ocassionaly eagles will be spotted there. 

A lot of fields are farmed in this area, and when they cut hay, your attention often times will be caught by the huge wing span when looking upward.  Usually a bald headed eagle, looking for mice from the newly cut field, and sometimes hawks.


Recently I happened to be looking out the window, and  three black objects, caught my attention. They  were moving across an open field in the distance.   At first I thought it was dogs, but upon closer observation, I noticed that they didn't seem to walk like a  dog.  I found to my suprise it was a momma black bear with two baby cubs in toe.  Very cautiously she moved watching for any pretators.  Her main aim, to get her babies safley across the wide open, down to the river where the salmon are a plenty due to spawning right now. Definatley not a site seen every day.   If I hadn't been so enthralled looking throught the bicnoculars I would have snapped some pictures.  Hind site.  I am so happy to have the privledge of seeing these wonderful creatures, and be in  a perfect place where they can survive in peace,  not having to struggle to leave their homes, and where their seems to be plenty to eat.

 Last week it was raining pretty hard, so out the window in the field behind our house were the herrings, maybe 5 or 6.  I really want to get a snap shot, but the day was dark, and they often come to the fields when it is raining.

The winter birds have arrived, when driving out our Hillybilly road, so I call it, because of all the bumps and lumps in it, I seen some junco's swooping across.  Such an non evasive bird, but nice to see  them dropping by for winter.

.  I love this picture, wonderful work.   You can view more of Steve Gosser's photo's here at his site http://photo.net/photodb/photo?photo_id=3943124

I really enjoy painting birds, especially the chickadee's.  I love their spring cheet cha cheet song, a little quieter now, that it is not mating season, but you still see and hear them flitting about.  Some other wonderful pictures like this
chickadee dee picture are found here http://www.weforanimals.com/free-pictures/birds/index-birds.htm  

Although we have no cable or hi speed interenet, which can be a pain, I love the bits of nature we encounter. 
I hope you have enjoyed my notes for now on this journey, through life. 
I would love you, to share your comments or thoughts.