What triggers your memory from way back?
As I was painting this little bird, I kept thinking of a piece of song my dad used to sing to me in the mornings. I haven't heard it in decades, and I can't even remember the tune!
All the same, it's a snip of a memory that makes me smile.
Birdie with a yellow bill,
Hopped upon my window sill,
Winked a shiny eye and said,
"Aren't you ashamed, you sleepy head?"
I may have to go back and add a little more yellow into this little birdie's bill!
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