Overnight, temperatures dropped just enough to give a return to snow - I am glad.
Early this afternoon, a beach walk while the bread dough was rising. The geese were not about to take wing while it was socked down to the water. So still...
Even Flossy took a barking break to listen to the little waves cast up by a passing boat.
The old driveway reminds me of Robert Frost’s poem.
Even my sketchbook page is in this gray area.
and here we are
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wishing for relief...
I like your drawings. I would love to see more.
ReplyDeleteLove the drawing-more please! Flossy- all I can think is of those cold paws!
ReplyDeleteY know your paiting in a latinoamerican blog from CHILE.
ReplyDeleteIt name is SUREANDO.
Congratulations you are a real artist.
there are many shades of gray, your drawing is beautiful. And that track through the trees is amazing. I just love your surroundings there is so much there to see. what a great thing to do while the bread is rising.
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