I've been experiencing some "blah" moments the past week, and boy...nothing would be more therapeutic then a nice wilderness camping/hiking trip. Anything to get out of the city for a few days would be wonderful...but alas, I cannot. I'm forever grateful of the magic that drawing has. During the half an hour it took me to draw this...I could hear the breeze rustling through the trees.
That's not me in the drawing by the way. I don't rock the stylin' hippie ponytail.