
the winter wind people are running through the streets and fields, carrying messages on the leaves

there’s sky at the heart of the roots

I’ve been finding it restful to focus on line and pattern.

me, loving the late spring garden

conjuring the promise of spring

bonfire for the equinox

Can you tell that I’m really ready for warmer weather? There’s still snow on the ground, but the sun feels stronger.
Kate Greenough's daily drawings