The kids are back in school and I anticipate a flood of school-generated art to come home soon.
Today, however, I present one of the last of their summer drawings: Flowers. A fitting subject, given the end of summer. We do still have a few flowers blooming outside. I don't know their names. I'm such a slouch at flowers. But they're still there. Hardy ones that come up in the spring and refuse to die even after the first snows of winter arrive. I love them for that.
And I love this drawing, because I know I can pull it out and look at it all winter long, when there's too much white outside.
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