Spring is…

… a muddy-footed walk with good company.

walk

Finally, flowers are starting to blossom, the pussy willows seem blown out already, and my boots are muddy. Must be spring. This was the last page in my sketchbook, one that I had lost for a few years (the first pages of drawings are from 1997-98!)… Crazy to think I was four or five years out of college then…