Singing Blue
Artist: Michael Bedard Art Copyrighted ©
I love doing watercolor, and Singing Blue is one of my favorite watercolor pieces. The original is sold, but Giclee canvas prints are available on my web store Bedardfineart.com in a number of sizes.
Eastern Bluebirds: Medium-sized bird, growing up to seven inches long. Males are easy to recognize, with a bright blue back, head, and wings, and a rust-colored throat and breast. They have a white belly. Females are similar, but have much more dull colors.
Eastern Bluebirds live in open woods, clearings, fields, gardens, stream beds, and roadsides.
These birds are cavity-dwellers, so they nest in natural tree cavities, old woodpecker holes, and bird boxes. Nests are built with grasses and weed stems.
Bluebirds mate in early spring and lay four to six pale blue eggs. The eggs are incubated for about 12 days. Baby birds are fed by their parents and will leave the nest in two or three weeks.
"The Bluebird"
By John Burroughs
By John Burroughs
A wistful note from out the sky, “Pure, pure, pure,” in plaintive tone,
As if the wand’rer were alone, And hardly knew to sing or cry.
But now a flash of eager wing, Flitting, twinkling by the wall,
And pleading sweet and am’rous call,– Ah, now I know his heart doth sing!
O bluebird, welcome back again, Thy azure coat and ruddy vest
Are hues that April loveth best,– Warm skies above the furrowed plain.
The farm boy hears thy tender voice, And visions come of crystal days,
With sugar-camps in maple ways, And scenes that make his heart rejoice.
The lucid smoke drifts on the breeze, The steaming pans are mantling white,
And thy blue wing’s a joyous sight, Among the brown and leafless trees.
Now loosened currents glance and run, And buckets shine on sturdy boles,
The forest folk peep from their holes, And work is play from sun to sun.
The Downy beats his sounding limb,The nuthatch pipes his nasal call,
And robin perched on treetop tall Heavenward lifts his evening hymn.
Now go and bring thy homesick bride, Persuade her here is just the place
To build a home and found a race In Downy’s cell, my lodge beside.
Bedard Fine Art Gallery Museum Giclee Canvas Print Print requires NO GLASS with frame
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