I took these pics early one morning a week ago, hoping they would be indicative of better times. The painterly look of the clouds still thrills me, but then...well, you know last week didn't go well at all.
I have had some fun keeping myself occupied with sketching. I don't have the instinct or the gift for drawing that my granddaughter has, but I've never let that stop me. Having watched her practice and improve since she was about five years old, it finally hit me that I might be able to improve a little, too. Old dog, new tricks, so to speak. I got me a little sketchbook and have thoroughly enjoyed myself.
Hoping for better days ahead