Some scribbles from last week
I drew these ladies in the wee hours of a Sunday morning by lamplight, after spilling my juice in Shi's shoes.
It's sunny again now, but I still want to wear wool and live in my doona.
This morning it was cold and raining still, and as I walked to catch the 8.30 train I got to watch my breath come out in little clouds while my feet splashed in shallow puddles. It was a terrific start to the day.