Blue sky this morning - first time in a few days. This is the tree I sit under in the yard during my ten minute grass time.
After the fall cypress swamp drawing I was ready for some green. A snail on the palmettos from a photograph during one of my wordless walks.
It doesn't have to be good. It just feels great to do it. In middle school I would doodle excessively in the margins of my notebooks, especially in history class. Castles, eyes, girls, dresses, branches full of flowers, trees, cats -- and I still remember those lectures like they were yesterday. I was happy to indulge and prioritize creative time for myself today.