day without drawing! I don't like it but I've just got to get this book
designed; even so I'm going to make sure that tomorrow I take half an
hour off to draw.
I've been pouring my text into more of the spreads I laid out yesterday
and there's just too much of it. My first thought was to draw more illustrations
but the book is a finite size so, even if I do produce more artwork, the
text is going to need serious revision. The story is driven by the pictures
and it's important that the text stays in balance with it.
There's rain, fairly heavy rain, all afternoon. The garden, meadow and
wood are so green at this time of year and I can almost see our new lawn
growing. It's just the first wiry blades sticking up at present (along
with some of the existing coarser grass that I tried to weed out when
I prepared the ground) but the impression of greenness increases every
three weeks since I filled up the feeders; it's taken a week since we
got back from Mallorca to get around to the job. Within an hour the goldfinches
and greenfinches have found the niger and sunflower seed
again. The pheasants have yet to visit the ground feeder.
By 6 p.m. we've got six greenfinches and a couple of goldfinches on the
feeders while a chaffinch hops around on the lawn.
of the male greenfinches have an angry dispute over the sunflower, flying
up in beak to beak conflict. Greenfinches seem to be the most aggressive
of the finches.
It's not until later that two male blackbirds
face up to each other on the lawn, making a final evening check on the
borders of their territories. They solve their border dispute by bluff
and bluster, alternately puffing themselves up and nonchalantly pretending
to be feeding on their home turf.
Richard Bell, firstname.lastname@example.org