This drawing is funny because it ended up being about how desperately I wish spring would arrive for the sake of my dry, itchy face skin and limbs more than anything else. Yes, I am complaining a little. At least I'm drawing while I'm doing it.
It's spring, and as a result I've been thinking about winter's tendency to diminish and take away in contrast to summer's abundance and generosity. I sure do miss smelling things. And color. I think I've made good use of my indoor time, but for crying out loud I need to get back on my bike.
I promise I'm done complaining. Winter is necessary, snow is beautiful, and it will be even more lovely when I'm swimming in it once it's melted.