Grief needs sharing. It’s a gift to be sad together.

What a difference a day makes?

Grief needs sharing. It’s a gift to be sad together.

What a difference a day makes?

I don’t often laugh at my own stuff but this really amuses me.

Freedom to be oneself is the greatest gift.

Song from The National inspired this one:

Mrs Jankowski was an occasional backup singer for the B52’s. Back in the day.

Peaceful people are precious.

This is the joy of doodling: beginning with blank space and seeing what emerges as one creates. I suppose it’s not a terrible way to approach each new day, as well.

Perhaps the face is sad to watch the flower city launch away.

Had the idea to put some of the words attributed to Jesus from Luke’s gospel—with one edit—into the mouth of Mr. Trump. Yikes.

And something a little less frightening:

Good luck:

Wee wee wee…

Wednesday is the apex of the workweek. It’s all downhill from here… 🙂

This next doodle is about something we all want, but something we all withhold from others. Why is that?

Two more doodles. Enjoy your Tuesday…


Heres an unrelated set of three. At least, I don’t think there’s any connection. Maybe you’ll discover one.


