Another batch of line drawings and then, I am off to even greener pastures.
In case you can't make out the writing, it reads: Leopard in London.
Black micron pen on top of coloured pencil.
More coloured pencil. The new "improved" Mother Nature... I bet this gal goes barefoot no matter the weather or the terrain. We'll see her again, I bet.
Speaking of greener pastures, Spring is really everywhere now -- . My big yellow daffodils finally withered. I deadheaded them -- ta da! The new crop below. Smaller blossoms, so pale they look paper white, almost translucent.
The beginning of the week was iffy. 30F, with gale force winds for 48 hours straight. (Goodbye, gazebo! Grrr!) Today was a balmy 77 degrees... wait. Did I say balmy? It was actually warm enough to peel off the ubiquitous purple hoodie and just bounce around town in a white tee and sweats... and of course, my Keds. I admit it freely. I wear little kid shoes.
Do you think Mother Nature wears Keds? Or Wellies?
I'm reading a great debut novel, a smokin' post-apocalyptic thriller (waves at Sarah, who is up to some fun things on her blog!). "The Suicide Collectors"... only 10% of the world is left now, most folks having offed themselves from a feeling called "The Despair". The Collectors are a shadowy group of people (? mmmm... I wonder...) who collect the fallen and take them -- where? And for what?
Enter Our Hero... and his sidekick "Pops" who go crosscountry to find the doctor who is said to have the cure. So far, I am enjoying it.
Spring with renewal and revitalization. Apocalypse and despair.
Well, I like to have balance in my life, don't you? I wear pink and black. Sometimes, together. Or pink and gray if I'm feeling my oats! Remember, with every silver lining there's a cloud.
Have a great Friday.
And do get more of what you love!