The farm


A quick sketch of a farm in winter, based off of a photograph of my brother’s. I think that there is a starkness to winter that is quite beautiful. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I don’t like the other seasons. But there is something there during the winter that just isn’t any other time of the year.



A little while ago, we were at Wendys for a mid-shopping fuel-up.  At the table behind us, a little kid was eating with his parents.  He said these exact words, so I can claim no credit for being creative with the dialogue.

Snowy Day


Today, it snowed all day.  I love how the snow makes everything so soft and quiet, even in the city.  There are the familiar sounds of plows and car tires on slush, and the slow falling sound of the snow.