I warmed up with a very quick charcoal sketch of this morning's walk...
and a poem I came up with yesterday morning.
Then I opened the door into my new 8.5x11 sketchbook with watercolor and Pigma pen.
I added a bit of detail to my imaginary furniture with Prismacolor pencils.
Mother always accused cats of being snake-like, until Chester B. Good came to live with us.