Mar 9, 2023
Every million or so years I frantically try to sketch a thing. Last night I dreamed there were little dragon friends in my garden who’d excitedly run up to me because they knew I had the good birdseed. Covered in fur and feathers and scales, dog-sized. A little disappointed when i woke up, but considering all the other critters who pass through the back yard, I wouldn’t be surprised to see these wandering in.
(The scanner and the computer Are Not Talking Currently, so I just snapped a picture instead.)
