easy like sunday morning
Total rest day today — spent primarily sketching and lettering in my journal. Heaven.
I miss going out though — getting into planes and taking photographs and sketching things that are far away and foreign. It’s always a dead giveaway that I’m missing my beloved Caribbean when I start sketching tropical things.
In other (unrelated? related?) news, learned a new word this morning:thalassophile.
It means “lover of the sea.”
Let’s hear it for the slow.
Thoughts about “after the pandemic.”
Some thoughts on my fifty-fifth birthday.
Thoughts now the year has started.
Looking at my year — and notebook — ahead.
How will folks describe you?
Hello, friends. Good to see you.