Take a piece of paper and a pencil.
Just scribble and let go.
It’s a lovely thing to do.
It’s just uncertain, relaxing and without any purpose than that.
That’s all, carry on scribbling.
Tag: art
The crunch of acrons
The blends of orange, red, brown, and green.
The damp, the slight chill.
The smell of a wood burner.
The darkening of the afternoon.
The crunch of acorns as we walk the woods.
It’s autumn and I love it.
Philip Dodson 