Ah, dear. This Lent has been a wild one, and the Blind Bird studio is in a state of extreme transition! Just as I was settling into the last space I inhabited, getting used to the single window that didn't open et cetera, the time has come to move on again. I doubt I'll feel at home in a place until late in May - which, incidentally, is when Blind Bird will be at Blim's monthly market at the Heritage Hall on Main. May twenty-second, folks: the books and birds and me in our big debut.