Charcoal drawing of the old farm house, along with a postscript

HI BEAUTIES ! WHEN WE WERE CHILDREN WE LIKELY DRAFT HOUSES AND BUILDINGS WITH THE SMOKE OF THEIR PIPES ON THEIR ROOFS. HERE I ADMIRE HOW WAS MADE IN THIS SKETCH. ENJOY !

SKETCHING ON WHIDBEY ISLAND

Lately the marine air has been too cold and damp with days of heavy rain which makes it difficult to get up the courage for a morning walk; the dry, warm and cozy feeling house encourages me to stay in to attack some projects that have been beaconing me daily.  So, this morning, I did venture out for a two mile walk with warm wraps to keep me warm.  It was cold, damp and dark along my usual walking trail with the same old sights but this time no birds singing, the colors more muted with less contrast in the fields and deciduous trees against the strong darkness of the tall evergreens.

At the end of the road, the old farm house tucked into the distant landscape had a long tail of stark white smoke drifting from its chimney and hanging low in the atmosphere as it leaned toward the…

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