|Colored Pencils in a Mustard Pot|
As I sit here posting this, I'm watching it snow, and watching the temperature drop on the digital thermometer. When I sat down to do this it was 16 degrees, and now a few minutes later, it is 14! We live in a very old house with large windows, and I'm sitting here looking down the street, over the rooftops toward the Bay. Yesterday the Bay was very blue - today it is completely obliterated by the snow. There are cardinals in the forsythia and lilac bushes, and there are always people walking within sight - crisscrossing the street as it goes down the hill.
Okay - I could sit here all day watching the snow, birds, and people, but I do have a few other things I want to do - like eat something.
What are you sketching today? I'm going to do those roses I keep talking about.