What a lazy day Jon and I had. Snow fell all morning. I pulled on a sweater over my nightshirt, put on a pair of leggins to shovel and feed the animals, and didn’t change my clothes for the rest of the day.
I’d been looking at the bottle, heart-shaped rock, and plant on the living room window for a while. I thought to take a picture of it, but when I did, it didn’t convey the feeling I got from looking at it. So I did a drawing and discovered that it still didn’t work. It needed color. I’d never felt that way about the drawings that I do inside the house. And I haven’t drawn with colored pencils in years.
It’s a little more fussy than my drawings usually are, but I can see using colored pencils again. It was fun figuring out how to make the colors do what I wanted them to.