I live on the side of a hill, across from a small lake. It's a beautiful view and as fall as comes to Northern Ontario I've been watching the birds leave for the winter. Except the chickadees, of course, who spend their days eating the remainders of my sunflowers.
I think that is where my recent obsession with wings is coming from. I don't like winter. I don't enjoy the snow, the cold, the ice. I want to fly away from here. Somewhere warm would be perfect.
Each morning at dawn I wait for the bus to take me to the dreaded day job and I can hear the geese on the water. One morning as the sun was rising, I could feel the goddess Eos touching the earth with her rosy fingers. I imagined this necklace and had to create it: