Three, 8 x 8″ acrylic and ink on canvas

The cold rock and morning sun were a combination hard to resist. Tiny bumps and crevices lent themselves as footholds as the bird worked to conquer the steep landscape above.  The occasional misstep left her swinging and thankful for the cord of rope connecting her to the summit.  And as the minutes passed and the distance to the top diminished she reveled in the view below.