Art is everywhere.

Even here. Our charming parrot likes to leave her deposits scattered around the house. She saves it up over night, and then, 'dam busters' music in her feathered head, bombs. Most get found before they dry to a crispy green shape. This one got away. I had lost my address book . . .again, then found it at the back of the computer. With a decoration. Look at it closely and you will see a perfect Japanese pen and ink drawing of a bird in a marshland setting. Or not.