
Chanticleer is a dandy

strange weather

“you were gone for two whole days, don’t you want to play with me?”

I am moved by those who stand witness in the face of dark events and deeds. The phrase, “broken hearted defiance” is often in my mind.

the fruit falls not far from the tree

happy face after a lovely dinner party

as autumn winds start coming through, I hold on to the hope and memory of spring
Kate Greenough's daily drawings