Autumn is leaning into winter. I spent the day in the cozy apartment puttering, reading and drawing. My current read, Self-Portrait with Turtle: A Memoir, is a delight. I'm reading it on the heels of John Muir's A Thousand Mile Walk to the Gulf.I want to be in nature, but my minimalism now reveals its disadvantages. The next paychecks will go toward wool socks, some maps of wild areas, a good winter hat, sturdy mittens and some sensible shoes.
4 comments:
I adore your drawings. And thanks for commenting so much on my little blog of terror.
Woo hoo! My first visitor. I love your blog, monkey. I really love it. We're cookin' now.
Caroline, take me with you.
Scout and I went to the arboretum yesterday on the spur of the moment after a night at my mom's. So beautiful. I want to get out more. How about a short overnight camping trip to Tower Hill this coming Sat?
Terry
Caroline ... If ONLY you knew somebody who could knit good wool socks and makes sturdy mittens. What ... you DO? Come to my sale on the 9th! make some cards to sell there.
Terry ... I would come on an overnight. After huntin' season is over, we should go out to hike around at Woodbrooke. Nothing is open there, but we could pee in the woods.
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