Yesterday was apparently the wettest day we’ve had around here since 1944. It was a nice day for sitting indoors and sipping coffee and hoping the trees wouldn’t topple onto the house. Today looks to be a repeat. And tomorrow.
Here’s Llewd, in drier times.
And a very old sketch of the day. I’ll post more of the recent ones when daylight returns.


Someone's grandma, don't know who. Charcoal. 1992.