After my hike, when I saw this color, flower pot, I drew this image. I hope the color of the paintchip comes through better this time. I've fixed the old one as well. I'll tag both of these entries so you can view them both.
Memory is an interesting thing. Usually when I think of memory, I think of happenings, like an old video playing in my mind. But It's also smells and sensations. I'm remembering what fall is like. It's only been six years since my last, but I forgot how cold the tips of my fingers can get, and how fantastic the sound of crunching leaves beneath my shoes is, and the way a slightly chilly breeze makes my brain sharpen. I could talk about how cold it is and how much I miss those beautiful trade winds, but let's focus on the positive, yeah?
Have a beautiful week, and tomorrow, rock the vote!!