The COVID-19 pandemic became humanity’s new reality during the month and, without a car and public transportation limited to essential trips only, my range of travel became quite limited. I took early morning walks to Loyola University campus and observed the birds that visited my third-floor porch.
I also started birding along a patch of the North Channel in Lincolnwood that needs some TLC but where there is great potential for ecological restoration. Though it’s outside of Chicago, that patch is only a 20-minute bike ride from where I live. I saw a live woodcock for the first time there, to my great thrill, and lots of mergansers as well.
I journaled primarily in the “good” sketchbook during the month using pen and watercolor and found myself drawing on top of my writing.
