I woke up this morning to a little snowy surprise! I went to sleep to the patter of rain, and I woke up to this out my bedroom window:
2-3 inches of snow, I think? It's quiet, no wind. Everything is still. I dreamed of drawing dragons last night, so I had that on my brain (along with the thought that the cold-pressed texture of the paper might be perfect for a dragon, now that I was thinking about a big one!) But I know I need to knock out my caterpillar, as soon as I possibly can because I'm behind schedule.
So, instead of hitting my studio this morning, I got mired in thoughts of dragons warring with caterpillars, accomplishing nothing more than hanging out in front of the fire with my kiddos and pets, while reading a book.
I feel the pressure to get stuff done... but I'm also not moving much. Ahh well... maybe I'll get around to it a bit later.