a few

Many winters ago, I painted birds on two wooden plaques for my parents as a gift. They were received so warmly, that I did the same thing the following winter, and the next winter too.
My parents eventually ran out of wall space.
Of course, there wouldn't have been enough wall space in the entire house to feature all the local birds but inviting a few indoors to adorn the living room wall was a nice compromise.

The birds that built nests in their yard, darted among the trees, and dined at their feeder were the ones I chose to paint first. I can still see the dark, wood grained wall in my parents living room, plastered with plaques. I guess it doesn't matter how old you get, your parents still love to pin up your art work.