this bird skeleton is about three inches long. my son found it along the edge of our street in languedoc. i wrapped it in tissue and put it in a glass jar to get it home. the other day, as i was photographing the skeleton, my son turned to his sister and remarked with wondering sarcasm, “we brought that home from france.” but he couldn’t hide how much he loves it. that’s why he won’t let me put it in my art show this friday. too precious.