Seasonal bird – 1

Chickadee and berries (5″x6″ acrylic on Arches Paper)

I started doing a fun series of birds in December. I plan to post one per day for the “Twelve Days of Christmas” with a short poem from Tom for each. Hope you enjoy!

So many berries
So little daylight these days
Winter challenges!

Image (c) 2020 Hilary Farmer
Poem (c) 2020 TJ Radcliffe

the cardinal and the chickadee…

the cardinal and the chickadee

Holiday greetings! May the peace and joy of the season be yours!

Here is Tom’s adorable poem!

The Cardinal and the Chickadee
were sitting on a branch.

Said the Chickadee to Cardinal,
“It makes me want to blanch
to think that I’ve forgotten
that thing I can’t remember.”

“Do you know,” the Cardinal said
“It’s almost gone December?”

“I know! I know!” said Chickadee,
“Yet still I have forgot
a thing to do with joyous times
and presents that we’ve bought!”

“Perhaps a visit from a bird
all dressed in Santa-red
might jog your brain, you poor old thing,”
was all the Cardinal said.

“Of course! That’s it!” said Chickadee,
then sang a happy song.
“It’s Christmas, yes, it’s Christmastime!
I knew it all along!”

image (c) 2017 Hilary Farmer
poem (c) 2017 TJ Radcliffe

a wintery doodle for Christmas…

wintery togetherness

A quick doodle to celebrate the season… so busy with everything related to said season that I haven’t been posting much here and the buffer for Albion is getting smaller. Hopefully I can catch back up over the holidays.

Wishing you the Best of the Season and a Wonderful New Year.

UPDATE: New sonnet from Tom to capture both the cold and the warmth of winter…

The winter night in glinting diamond silence
sparkles in cold light, the Solstice Moon
glows bright upon the hills with blue fluorescence
across the open spaces deeply strewn
with virgin snow: a wonderland of ice
where lovers might take pause to contemplate
the beauty of this frozen paradise
where nothing moves and everything awaits.
Their hands are joined within a single glove
the touch of skin a promise for the night
to come while silently the stars above
reflect the frozen diamonds of the night.
One single thing belies the winter the cold:
The warmth of hands that other hands enfold

Copyright (C) 2011 TJ Radcliffe

(cc) 2011 Hilary Farmer

happy holidays!


A very quick seasonal doodle! I was going to do another instead – something with cardinals or some such but decided that after all, I like the idea of Christmas being represented by a kissing (or about to be kissing) couple rather than cold, red birds! So, I wish you a smoochy Christmas and a loving New Year!

UPDATE: A lovely sonnet just in from Tom gives voice to the story my picture implies!

Beneath the mistletoe he turns to mention
something of great moment in his mind
when he feels a sudden yearning tension
pulling him to think about the vine
that hangs above them representing love
between two people such as they might be
until she jostles him, a gentle shove,
to open up his eyes and truly see
her standing there, impatient on his arm
looking deeply with her loving eyes
while he stumbles, tangled by her charms:
he’s always known what he’s just realized.
Their kiss begins without an end in sight
To last a lifetime, and a winter’s night

Copyright (C) 2010 Tom Radcliffe

image (cc) 2010 Hilary Farmer