
Spike found a bird of paradise

a marching mayfly

there’s a place where the hills have eyes

artsy little big boy

There were a lot of leprechauns about, but I must have had some leftover butterflies and spiders too

chrysalids

Mother fungus

baby sprout fairy likes to nuzzle with the sun dragon

no use trying to hide from a truly determined cat

dag nabbit, where’d my voice go? I’m going to need that thing tomorrow.
Kate Greenough's daily drawings