This poor little guy died just to avoid being mishandled by me any further, and he constituted my second attempt. Also, my sewing machine caught some of his wing; he ended up with a flipper rather than a wing, so I've nicknamed him "Nessie." (Loch Ness monster, whom you never hear a peep about these days). He could also be a primeval half fish half reptile creature emerging from the primordial slime to land on my Raymour & Flanagan sofa.
My first bird, being handsewn, suffered a bird lobotomy. colostomy, and tracheotomy, which is to say he oozed stuffing. No one told me that sewing a 3-dimensional object would be so hard! So I tried my hand at a 2-dimensional nature scene to hang on my daughter's wall.
Much better! In case it isn't obvious, this rich tapestry depicts a wily fox half-hidden by tall grasses as he stalks a neighborhood chicken (off-tapestry). Large snowflakes fall in the light of a full moon. Oddly, the flakes resemble bits of moon, and remnants of dried glue dot the grasses. It's best to simply suspend disbelief to appreciate this scene. I can almost envision the spying Polonius eavesdropping behind this noble arras! If he were 12 inches tall, that is.
Note on my first bird: I used cheap flannel. Maybe this, paired with my rudimentary sewing skills, resulted in the fraying?