Double Meandering Journal
There is frost now in the mornings, and often the cat's water bowl is frozen. From my office window I can now see the sunrise through the bare trees -- but the colors are gone save for the beech, pines and the feathery plumes of my ornamental grasses.
Our days will now be focused on the holidays - a different season of busyness.
3 comments:
Dear Lin - sounds like winter just might have found you. I know it did me. Lovely sketch page. Hope you had a beautiful Thanksgiving.
Lovely sketch of the grasses. We seem to have lost the last of the trees on the trees very quickly and it suddenly looks so bare and cold. Wishing you a warm day!
Lovely sketch book entry. Always enjoyed following you on the blog, happy to reconnect with you.
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