Three days now, it's been raining. A harsh reminder that winter is fast approaching.
Everyone asks "Are your leaves turning yet?" And I stare out the hexagon shapped window here and get a blank look, then reply. "I see pine tree's...."
But I finally have ONE splotch of red over the tops of those pine tree's... a distant tree up on the hills. It's pretty.

I am trying to find some of my other Pencil drawings... my years of rough drafts that I never seemed to get around to. I've had a sudden urge to finish them.

Hence the Daughter of Leo being done, finally. I drew that when my third child was a couple weeks old, as I lay there watching her sleep. She was so peaceful. Now, as a 5 year old.. I've often dabbled on the thought that I should drink more often.. (I'm kidding)

My father wants his own copy of Daughter of Leo, but with Blue eyes on the lion to match Erica's eyes. More of a symbology type thing. I will do it for him but I will not post it. It's his.

Well, My coffee cup is almost empty, my bed is whispering for me to 'come back to bed'... (Fresh isn't he), and I think I will do so.
Cozy on up in my comforter and sprawl out, hogging the bed. Mine... All Mine.

It's nice!

Take care,

The Empress Of Staves.