I guess this is greeting the sun with a loud toot

I got my covid and flu vaccinations in the morning, and was feeling sore and feverish by evening studio time. But the moon was full, and the crickets still singing in the garden, still green in this late warm spell and no frost yet to quiet the last strains of the warm growing season.

drawing with ink and sticks or fat bamboo pens can be very fun.

inspired by a photo by Judson Brown, of woodbine in autumn colors.

I got impatient waiting for the gray ink to dry, but I don’t hate the color bleed.

music on the wires

many tiny frogs boinging across the wet foggy road on my drive home this night

3 of roots