Birds - Blog Posts
A watercolor bird from an in class painting exercise
Park Lake- mhw #2
Previously I said I was going to the canyon for my next big walk, but my vehicle and state of mind both said no, so I took a trip to a nearby regional park.
I love how cheap entry is and it’s a park that holds a lot of memories for me as I used to participate in a summer day camp as a kid that would take place there. My scout days are far behind me now.
One of the many bird residents of the park. The Canadian Geese of course are the most abundant and the loudest. I was hesitant eating my lunch near them.
Ordinarily I would take two loops around, but this time I went once around the lake and then sat at some of the many benches for a while.
I didn’t have my headphones with me so my mind uncomfortably ruminated during a majority of the walk. So I mostly just tried to focus on all the chatter of the ducks and geese who were yelling at each other about who knows what.
It’s also pleasant to see people fishing and having fun together. I have a complicated relationship with the activity of fishing but if I were to ever have access to my old gear, perhaps I’d take it up again. But I was here to walk, not fish.
Lake and bench.
If you ever get a chance to just stop by a lake, I recommend taking the time to birdwatch. Last time I was at the lake, I watched a goose get into a fight with a squirrel who was trying to steal bread from one of her babies. It was a very heated battle.
Even if I still feel uncertain if any of my mental health was repaired from this walk, I’m just grateful for the fact that I could see some pretty nature and got in about an hour of exercise. Something I learned from therapy is that recording what you are grateful for can also help you feel better.
And thus, I am grateful for the memories this park has given me, the geese, the other wildlife, the shimmers of the lake, the friendly fisherman, the cheap entry tickets, and the many park benches/shelter stations.
Ive been struggling with drawing harpy legs and since you're so good at it I was wondering if you could give me a few tips? If not that's cool too 👌 I hope to see more of your amazing art soon~!
thank u anon!!! <3 imo the best way to get better at harpy legs is to study some real life birds!! i tend to draw harpies with like. Total Bird Leg, but if you wanna mix it up n make them even weirder/more human like then YAA GO FOR IT!!!! monsters are so much fun and there aren’t any rules so. just have fun!! anyway, here’s some bird leg info
Underrated bird of prey, the black winged kite, aka the most emo raptor you'll ever see
If vampires were birds, they'd look like this (just with a lot less red)
This little grey catbird hit my picture window today. I went out to see what made such a loud thump, and as it was still alive and could pull a wing back into place (so no neck broken, even though it couldn't stand), I moved it away from the window and off the ground, since many cats trespass in my yard. I waited with it for about half an hour until it recovered and flew off. Good luck with your headache lil dude.
I want to put "beat Jimmy Fallon in a popularity contest" in my bio. Make that shit happen, Internet.
Blair Waldorf x Reader - "A Moment in Time"
The soft glow of the late afternoon sun filtered through the windows of Blair Waldorf's Upper East Side apartment, casting a golden sheen on the velvet curtains. The city hummed just outside, but inside, there was only peace. You and Blair were sitting on her plush couch, a cozy moment in an otherwise chaotic life. Her head rested against your shoulder, her long lashes fluttering as she half-heartedly scrolled through her phone.
"Can you believe it's almost the end of the week?" Blair sighed, her voice wrapped in the usual hint of frustration that only Blair could master. "I’ve barely had time to think about anything but that dreadful event at the museum."
You smiled, brushing a strand of her glossy hair from her face. "You always find a way to make it perfect, Blair. You’ll be brilliant as always. Besides, you deserve a break. Maybe we can do something—just the two of us—after the event?"
Blair’s lips quirked into a small, teasing smile as she turned her head slightly to meet your gaze. "I do like the sound of that." She paused, eyes glimmering. "As long as it’s something that doesn’t involve me fighting off a crowd of sycophants."
"Deal," you laughed, knowing Blair’s tendency to seek solitude after events, preferring a quieter, more intimate evening rather than the usual sea of socialites.
Blair shifted closer, curling her legs beneath her. She tucked her head into your neck, breathing in your scent as if it was the only thing that could calm her. Her warm presence against you felt like a shield against the world, and you were more than happy to be her safe haven.
"How do you always know exactly what I need?" Blair murmured, her voice soft, almost vulnerable. She rarely let her guard down, even with you, but in these quiet moments, you got to see the side of Blair that was so deeply caring and, yes, sometimes a little bit fragile.
You placed a gentle kiss on her temple. "I think I just know you, Blair," you said, your hand gently smoothing the fabric of her dress. "And I know you’re always putting others first. But you deserve to take a moment for yourself. Especially with everything you do."
Blair’s eyes flickered up to meet yours, and for a moment, the world outside disappeared. All that mattered was the two of you, in this little bubble of intimacy and warmth. She held your gaze with a mix of admiration and something softer—something that said she was so thankful to have you in her life.
“You always make me feel like I’m more than just the things people expect of me,” she said quietly. "Like I'm enough, just as I am."
Your heart fluttered. You cupped her face gently, running your thumb over her cheek in a tender gesture. "You are more than enough, Blair. You are everything I need. Always."
Her breath hitched slightly at the intensity of your words, and for a moment, Blair Waldorf, the queen of the Upper East Side, seemed to melt into you. Her hand reached up to rest on yours, and she gave a small, almost shy smile.
"I think I’ve said this before," she said, her voice soft and teasing, "but I may just be the luckiest girl in New York."
You chuckled, brushing your lips over her forehead. "And I’m the luckiest girl in the world, having you."
Blair’s smile widened, her eyes softening as she leaned into you even more. “I’m starting to think that, too,” she whispered, her fingers tracing small circles on your hand as the two of you sat in comfortable silence, wrapped in each other’s warmth.
Outside, the world carried on, but for now, everything was perfect. Just the two of you, surrounded by nothing but love and the promise of more quiet moments together.
My collection 006:
My feather collection!
I could be considered a sort of a bird enthusiast. So naturally I collect pretty bird feathers I find on the ground. Here's what I have so far:
Heres mischellaneous feathers that wouldn't fit in the album, a lot of them are from Canada geese and pidgeons, there is few from pheasant birds, maybe some from ravens or crows and there is one thats from an owl (my sibling found a dead owl in the field and took a feather from it and gave it to me):
Here's few swan feathers, I will probably insert a darker paper behind them so they can be seen better:
Pheasant bird feather:
I think these are also from pheasant but I'm not shure:
Probably a magpie feather! As you can guess, my faveourite in the collection. I think it's a magpie feather because it has an iredecsent hue along the upper half of it:
Some mischellaneous feathers, mostly from pidgeons:
Aand last, but not least, raven feathers:
I think I have crow feathers somewhere too.
I have more pics, so maybe I make a part 2 of my feather collection.
(disclaimer: yes, these have already been off of the bird when I found them, or the bird was already dead, I did not pull feathers off of live birds).
Bird are so perfect for cool epic battle scenes and would make such cool characters and ocs (wink wink)
How dare I see this post and NOT proclaim the name of Quetzals?
Just GORGEOUS birds right here.
Oh and of course the harpy eagle and their hilarious looking chicks,
And the classic
Lovin the bird love we got goin here. Keep it up
lahore pigeons are some of the most visually appealing birds out there. like in terms of visual design. very minimalist, good contrast.
I love this inexplicably so much
Every lil cousin like... Ever
u got games on ur phone?
I Just Wanna Watch The Birds Go By
And see them soar up into the unknown.
Each little species And it’s little way can teach me What awaits you If you can get away I wanna watch the birds do what they will Sorry if I’m ornithologically prone I wanna watch from somewhere undisturbing Quiet, calm, still Sit right here and gaze at the unknown
(I want to watch them fly and fly so long as I can get away from her!)
@mildlybizarrecorvid
The birb is birbing and the love is loving. Get this guy to impress your partner on Val's Day
Day five of inktober 🎃 birds 🦅
oh cool, thank you!
hi! i hope you're having a nice day!
i managed to take a picture of this guy the other day, and i think i spotted him again today! apologies for the poor photo quality, but i think he's a belted kingfisher? it was super cool to see him regardless. this was near Tsawwassen, BC
Yes, a belted kingfisher. One of my favorite birds!
The carved linoleum block from my last print, a sora with string/a worm coming out of its heart.
