Goodness knows where it comes from sometimes. I guess it's another exercise in weirdness on my part. And it's once again one of my 'office specials'; made with little time, a sharpie, mechanical pencil, those poor, muddy coloured pencils and my odd sense of whimsy.
It's another beautiful day here in Oregon; a golden autumn day. Leaves are falling into colourful carpets, crows riffle through them to find tasty treats beneath. The sky is very light pastel blue because of a thin layer of wispy clouds... and a squirrel is ferreting things away for winter.