We’re walking in the park, moss-covered trees surround us.  Husband : You’re collecting moss? Seriously? Me: . . . Uh . . yeah. It’s fascinating. The texture, the color, the way it drapes from the tree limbs, the …… Husband : (interrupting) Ok, ok, I get it. Here, I’ll help you.  In the Pacific NW, moss is everywhere! On our roof, our sidewalk, our fence, rocks, trees . . . and now my journal.

  Draw it. Or is it draw IT? I woke up with a sense of humor today. Anyway, I had fun with this one, though it was challenging to draw on the left page of the spread as it had crunchy moss on the other side of the page. Pretty bumpy surface.  Pen, graphite, and chalk pencil. 🤪