
cherish what fruit you got, this season you’ll get no more

I’m glad the debates are over. The election can’t come soon enough for me.

beach day for bugs

I started the day with facebook posts about panic attacks, and ended it with this quick image falling out of my brush—bookends?

these trees started as a sad feeling but got touched with a warm fire as I went along

yes, my darlings, I am ready for the stage

I’m hoping you’ll find the earnest awkwardness sort of charming

a family grouping (a song of twos and threes)
I challenged myself to use only scraps from my waste paper bin

bottling snails’ dreams

the moon rabbit is sad
Kate Greenough's daily drawings