These little flycatchers are found in England’s hedgerows. Pretty little birds. From the etching press, a first proof. I have since gone in and aqua tinted the ground with an ombre wash that fades from dark up to light.
whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.
“… I love a sunburnt country, A land of sweeping plains, Of ragged mountain ranges, Of droughts and flooding rains. I love her far horizons, I …