Once I have him in my sights I don't dare move.
I've always wanted to see a Magpie in his formal attire.
He's the dapper looking one among his corvid cousins. Orca-esque in his markings and grace.
I turn the lenses of my binoculars ever so slightly just to be sure that I indeed see him looking back at me.
Acrylic paint, colored pencil on patterned scrapbook paper.
(too big to scan the whole thing)