The coltsfoot is closing by the time I get around to drawing
this afternoon. There’s a cool breeze from the north-west.Richard Bell's Wild West Yorkshire nature diary
Sunday, 1st April, 2007
The coltsfoot is closing by the time I get around to drawing
this afternoon. There’s a cool breeze from the north-west.
The magpie (below, left) doesn’t look quite
right when I first draw it: surprising how I don’t register the plumage
of even a familiar bird. It is black and white, or rather dark bluey-green and
white, but it is pied on the wing, not all black as in my first sketch. That
makes such a difference to the pattern of plumage.
There’s
a see-saw song of a great tit in the wood, melodious blackbirds
are singing in the gardens.
A mistle thrush flies over the meadow calling its dry rattly
chirring call.
Today’s Noodler’s Ink problem: the ink running into the yellow on the coltsfoot flower (top left, right-hand flower).