There’s a stunning persimmon tree outside my lounge. The wax-eyes are so fat from gorging on the ripe fruit, they can hardly fly. I love the sound of the birds seriously busy about their dining – there’s sparrows, starlings, miners, wax-eyes galore; and feeding on the fallen fruit, blackbirds.
I also love the pattern of the branch and fruit silhouettes against the stunning blue, frosty sky. Wonder how I could incorporate it into my work?