High from the earth ...

I did it. I tore myself away from the computer and other distractions long enough to make this  project using the nuthatch that I painted on muslin. I cut it out and sewed it into this little fabric collage. The words at the top are from a poem by my favorite poet, Emily Dickinson. Here is the complete poem.

High from the earth I heard a bird;   
  He trod upon the trees   
As he esteemed them trifles,   
  And then he spied a breeze,   
And situated softly   
  Upon a pile of wind   
Which in a perturbation   
  Nature had left behind.   
A joyous-going fellow   
  I gathered from his talk,
Which both of benediction   
  And badinage partook,   
Without apparent burden,   
  I learned, in leafy wood   
He was the faithful father
  Of a dependent brood;   
And this untoward transport   
  His remedy for care,—   
A contrast to our respites.   
  How different we are!

I have to show you the back side of this piece because I like it almost as much as the front. My friend, Caryl, gave me some of this gorgeous mock suede fabric when she sent me my skinny book page.