I love sketching little doodles from life as I do them. In the summer, however, I barely get a chance to note what is going on much less doodle about it.
I gave myself an hour this afternoon to backfill the calendar with some doodles.
How do I know these are my favorite watercolor pencil colors? They are stubby compared to all the others. The shortest? Orange. I never would have thought orange would be it…not actually my favorite color.
Happiness lives in many other things, places, animals, minerals, people, and experiences, too. This morning it was my time with these that brought me happiness. It doesn’t take much.
The watercolor is incidental and unrelated to 30 years ago today.
30 years ago today, my grandmother died. She was the glue holding the extended family together. Others have flirted with this responsibility, and had moderate success. Grandma did it like it was second nature, and completely effortless.
I’ve known more years without her in my life than I knew with her in my life, and that leaves me a little melancholic. I also know how special her presence was in my life, and how lucky I was to have her love for the years I did, and that leaves me with gratitude.
Thanks for stopping by!
The eyes always have it.
Have a Happy New Year!
For #uskathome here’s my noon sketch
The 2020 Moleskine diary is going to be shelved at the end of the coming week. Trying to help it go out with a bang.
