eyes open for the good stuff

Today was restful, beginning to end. Even the part where I was gasping for breath, holding the seat of my girl's bike while she tried to pedal. It was a sweet, windy, sun-soaked, delicious kind of day. Sometimes it's better not to try so hard to get somewhere. Especially if you're in a hurry with your eyes closed.

Tonight I am remembering one of my favorite books from my childhood, and it definitely influenced my drawing.