Hmmm.. I was supposed to be on the road already this morning, headed to Colorado Springs for some meetings and errands and (hopefully) a little sketching escape, but we've had just enough snow to make me hesitate to head down in to the canyon just yet. The sun has come out here and we're melting fast, but my destination is still cloudy and the road report says "icy spots" all the way, so I'm twiddling my thumbs for a few more hours, hoping for improvement. Yeah, I am a driving wimp in the winter.
In the meantime, here's another little linocut that I was working on over the weekend, around and in between Denny's heron and another project. It's the same size as the mussels of the previous week, 3" x 3". One or two more of these itty bitty things are in order (I always feel compelled to do a little set), and then my attention will turn again.
I've been feeling quite non-verbal for a few weeks, so pardon the lackluster quality of conversation lately. The nice thing is that the constant chatter in my head has been flat, too.... ahhhh! Quiet.
Listen! Is that a house finch SINGING?