A is for….ya know.

A bit of wood, a stick of graphite, and you just scribble away.

Today’s post is an ancient sketch of a Crane.

The days trend toward grey as we move deeper into November. We’ve already tasted a bit of snow this month. The chill air marks it as a time of transition marching steadfast onward to winter.

Today’s post is a sketch of my father’s service medals from WWII. He was stationed in Scotland during the war as part of the Forestry Corp.

Lines crossing the expanse of hues,

Architectural rendering,

And a sense of place ensues.